Kyle Takes Getting Contrary to the Next Level
There's contrary, then there's downright crazy. Man, the offseason is brutal.
about 1 year ago
budro
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For the record . . .
. . . I was Bulldog born and Bulldog bred and, when I die, I’ll be Bulldog dead, so I trust it goes without saying that I have never been in anyplace called “Uncasville, Connecticut.” (By the way, how far have you fallen as a pop star if you’re playing concerts in Uncasville, Connecticut?)
Also, this faux Kyle King is 20 years old, which means I was 20 years old when he was born . . . and, no, he is not my namesake and I am not biologically responsible for his presence on the planet.
Good one, though, budro, although I have to ask . . . were you Googling me or did you just stumble across this at random?
Go 'Dawgs!
Also . . .
. . . he appears to be into guys, and that red No. 24 jerseys is for the Buccaneers, not the Bulldogs.
Freaky deaky creepy.
Go 'Dawgs!
That should be "jersey," not "jerseys"
Clearly, I’m more than a little weirded out by this whole thing.
College Buddy, MaconDawg, NCT . . . can any of you think of a cause of action I could file to force him to change his name?
Go 'Dawgs!
Name protection
It’s not my area of expertise, of course. And a thorough and responsible answer to your question would require many, many billable hours. But off the top of my head, I believe this situation invokes the doctrine of … [deep breath] res ipsa loquitur! the only area in which names are so protected is in the Screen Actors Guild where a performer can “register” his or her name and prevent later joiners from keeping that name, even if it is otherwise rightly theirs from birth (which is one reason we’ve seen the proliferation of middle initials and names among actors over the past generation or so).
by NCT on May 6, 2009 8:50 AM EDT up reply actions
Well . . .
he was a grown man at a Britney Spears concert, so one could argue it was really only a matter of discerning his particular brand of creepy.
And I’m afraid I can’t answer your legal question without a retainer. But if it makes you feel better, there’s now a wine lover’s blog called “Cocktail Thursday”, which would bug me a little if I thought for one second that the lady who writes the thing had ever been to MaconDawg’s Blawg or Dawgsports.












