Sue Bird: 5 Things About WNBA Star & Team USA Flag Bearer At Olympic Opening Ceremony

Sue Bird: 5 Things About WNBA Star & Team USA Flag Bearer At Olympic Opening Ceremony

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Eric Todisco
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Learn all about Sue Bird, the WNBA superstar who has been selected as one of two flag bearers to lead Team USA at the opening ceremony of the 2021 Tokyo Olympics.

WNBA superstar Sue Bird will perform a special honor during the opening ceremony of the 2021 Summer Olympics. The 40-year-old athlete has been selected as one of two flag bearers, the other being MLB star Eddy Alvarez, to lead Team USA during the kick off of the Tokyo Games. Sue — who will also be competing at the Olympics in women’s basketball — called her selection “an incredible honor” after it was announced on July 21.

So who is Sue Bird? From her incredible basketball career to her fairytale romance with an iconic soccer star, HollywoodLife has rounded up everything there is to know about Sue. Learn all about her below!

Sue Bird competing for Team USA in the Summer Olympics (Photo: Shutterstock)
1. Sue Bird holds American & Israeli citizenship. 

Sue holds duels citizenship in both the U.S. and Israel. She was born in Long Island, New York to Herschel and Nancy Bird. Her parents and grandparents are Russian Jewish, so she was able to secure an Israeli passport. “It was cool, because what I found was in this effort to create an opportunity in my basketball career, I was able to learn a lot about a culture that I probably wouldn’t have tapped into otherwise,” she said in an interview of becoming an Israeli citizen. “Part of it was being just immersed and basically living there for a little bit, and it was one of the best experiences.”


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While she operates under duel citizenship, Sue almost always represents her birth country, that being the U.S., during international competitions. However, she did play on three Russian basketball teams during WNBA off-seasons in the mid 2000s.

2. Sue was a star basketball player for UConn. 

Sue’s basketball career skyrocket during her college years at The University of Connecticut. During her senior year in 2002, the Huskies went undefeated and Sue won the Wade Trophy and the Naismith Award as College Player of the Year. Overall, she finished her career at UConn at the top rank of the three-point field goal percentage and free throw percentage lists. She also finished second in assists and steals, according to her college sports bio.

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3. Sue was drafted into the WNBA in 2002.

Sue was selected first by the Seattle Storm in the 2002 WNBA draft. She recently re-signed with the team on a one-year deal, securing her 18th season in the league — thus breaking the record for most seasons played in the WNBA. In addition, she’s currently the oldest active player in the organization right now at age 40.

Sue won four WNBA championships with Seattle in 2004, 2010, 2018, and 2020. She has also been selected to the WNBA All-Star team eleven times and to the WNBA-All team eight times. Talk about a legend!

4. Sue is engaged to Megan Rapinoe.

Sue is currently engaged to Megan Rapinoe, 36. Sue and Megan, an iconic member of the National Women’s Soccer League (NWSL), met at the 2016 Rio Olympics. Megan “originally slid into Bird’s DM’s to ask about the WNBA’s activism,” according to Harper’s Bazaar. At the time, Megan was catching heat for her decision to kneel during the national anthem before games, a move done in solidarity with Colin Kaepernick’s campaign to protest the killing of Black people by the police. Sue later came out as a lesbian in June 2017 and confirmed that she and Megan had been dating for several months.

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In October 2020, Sue and Megan took their relationship to the next step and got engaged after four years of dating. The happy couple shared the big news with an Instagram photo of Megan kneeling on the edge of an infinity pool and placing a ring on Sue’s finger.

5. Sue has four Olympic gold medals.

As if her accomplishments weren’t enough, Sue has four Olympic gold medals under her belt. She’s been on the U.S. Women’s Olympic Basketball Team roster for the Summer Olympics in 2004, 2008, 2012 and 2016, and all four times she and her teammates walked away with the gold. Now, Sue and the her fellow athletes seem poised to take home yet another gold medal for their home country. Go USA!


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John Schnatter: 5 Facts About Papa John’s Founder Who Says It Took 20 Months To Stop Saying N-Word

John Schnatter: 5 Facts About Papa John’s Founder Who Says It Took 20 Months To Stop Saying N-Word

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Papa John’s founder and ex-CEO John Schnatter is again denying he’s racist and claims he’s spent 20 months trying to ‘get rid of this N-word in my vocabulary.’

Three years after being ousted as CEO for using the n-word on a conference call and disparaging NFL players kneeling during the national anthem, Papa John’s founder John Schnatter is sparking controversy again. In an interview with One America News, the far-right and Pro-Trump cable channel, Schnatter, 59, once more denied that he’s racist. Schnatter added that he believes others were conspiring against him to get him removed from Papa John’s.

“They know he’s not a racist,” Schnatter said of himself during his March 8 OAN interview (watch below). “I used to just lay in bed and go, ‘How did they do this?’ And we’ve had three goals for the last twenty months; Get rid of this n-word in my vocabulary and dictionary, and everything else because it’s just not true. Figure out how they did this and get on with my life.” He added that he has “no history of racism,” despite his past actions. Here’s what else you should know about Schnatter:

1. He Resigned As Papa John’s CEO In 2018

Schnatter resigned as Chairman of the Board of Papa John’s after Forbes magazine reported that he used an offensive racial slur during a May 2018 conference call. Specifically, Schnatter said the n-word during role-playing exercise to prevent future public relations snafus. Schnatter released a statement that read “News reports attributing the use of inappropriate and hurtful language to me during a media training session regarding race are true. Regardless of the context, I apologize. Simply stated, racism has no place in our society.”

John Schnatter also heavily criticized the NFL for allowing players to take a knee during National Anthem protests and even blamed them for causing a slump in his pizza sales. The backlash was swift and heavy against his comments, which many took to be racist. He told investors in December 2018 that he was stepping down as CEO from the company he founded in 1984.

Papa John’s ex-CEO says he’s been working for the last 20 months “to get rid of this N-word in my vocabulary” (h/t @mount_bees) pic.twitter.com/8heITnJJxA

— philip lewis (@Phil_Lewis_) March 8, 2021

2. He Started Papa John’s In The Back Of His Dad’s Bar

Schnatter sold his Chevy Camaro in 1984 to buy pizza-making supplies and began selling them to customers at his father’s Kentucky bar. He built Papa John’s into the third largest takeout and delivery pizza chain in the world that is today worth $3 billion dollars.

3. He Criticized NFL Players For Kneeling During The National Anthem

John infuriated many NFL fans by blaming team owners for allowing players taking a knee as a way of protesting racial injustice, claiming it cost him money and sales. He made comments to investors that “NFL leadership has hurt Papa John’s shareholders” and that the protests “should have been nipped in the bud a year and a half ago,” referring to Colin Kaepernick, who started the movement while playing for the San Francisco 49ers. After massive backlash, he said “I sincerely apologize to anyone that thought they were divisive.”

4. He Threatened To Raise Pizza Prices If Obamacare Wasn’t Repealed

Schnatter told investors in 2012, “If Obamacare is in fact not repealed, we will find tactics to shallow out any Obamacare costs and core strategies to pass that cost onto consumers in order to protect our shareholders’ best interests.” He claimed that to insure his employees he would need to raise the costs of pizza and deliveries. In turn, many customers vowed to take their business elsewhere or offer to pay the extra 14 cents per pie that he claimed the ACA would cost him.

John Schnatter arrives at the 2012 Academy of Country Music Awards (SplashNews)
5. He Was A Donald Trump Supporter

Schnatter donated $1000 to Trump’s 2016 presidential campaign. He was spotted at a campaign rally for Trump in Lexington, Kentucky in November 2019 as the 2020 race kicked off. The longtime Republican was also a top donor to 2012 Republican presidential candidate Mitt Romney, 70, who held fundraisers at John’s $8 million Kentucky mansion modeled after an Italian villa that features a pool, golf course and massive grounds.

 

DJ Khaled – Thank You Lyrics

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[Intro: Big Sean & DJ Khaled]
I gotta give thanks, you know?
I never really met nobody who was truly successful that wasn’t thankful (Straight up, woah)
For the good and the bad (Go time)
It made me who I am
Straight up, look
DJ Khaled

[Verse: Big Sean]
When it get this dark, you gotta feel your way out
They tried to bury me alive, I Kill Bill-ed my way out
Letting go of grudges that I used to feel a way about
‘Cause some emotions are too taxing to keep paying out
Life is what you make it, I know I’ll make it for sure, then make it some more
I know critics hate it galore, it doesn’t phase me no more
I know some peoples only taste of success is the bite that they take out of yours
My GG told me God laugh at you when you make plans
The type of wisdom that made us men
Plus tryna thank everybody who helped us along the way
Is like trying to name every single member of the Wu-Tang Clan
Yeah, I might skip one or two
But that doesn’t mean they wasn’t just as part of the plan
Some love goes without saying
Who would’ve thought that DJ that was on 6 to 10
Right there on 99 Jamz, screamin’, “We the best”
Would’ve had all the execs eatin’ right out of his hands?
Showed us all the keys to success from doors being slammed
Look, I gotta thank Khaled, who back in 2010
Convinced Ye, Sean should drop my last shit
It’s a smash hit, add Chris to it and it’s a classic
That’s that rare shit, yeah loyalty everlasting, look
All I know, forever stuck to the code
Only one I changed was 48221 to 90210
Fast forward later, this nigga Khaled my neighbor
The type of stories that you can’t make up
The universe doesn’t just work it out, man, it works in our favor
What’s Heaven on earth, getting everything that you prayed for?
Shit, believe it to achieve it or you never will
On the phone with Colin Kaepernick
He like, “They not gon’ make it easy for us in this game and they never will”
I’m like, “That’s not just the NFL, bro, that’s every field”
Look, no restraints, bitch, only strength
That’s my wavelength, surprised I ain’t go insane
Heard more gunshots outside than the doorbell rang
And swam with sharks that’s too big to fill up tanks
And I’m right here, right now, how could I not give thanks?
Feel my pain, I paint these pics, I spill this paint
I miss my dogs, I spill this drink
I pray that all your growing pains turn gold champagne
Plus I gotta thank my exes on some “thank u, next” shit
And all the old times that gave me new perspectives
Speaking of new, I’m about to ink a new deal, Don Life Records
And put anyone on in the city who needs connections
This that Fortune 500, my shit never plummet
I just bought a mansion and moved in the dungeon, don’t none of y’all want it
So all y’all fuckboys that want us to fuck up
Just know I make fire in the place and not one of ’em fumble
My vision is tunnel, Sean Don

[Outro: Big Sean]
And I just gotta give thanks
‘Cause it’s that time
You know what I’m talking about, that grind time
You’ve been grinding your whole life
It’s that time where that preparation meets that opportunity
And you gotta be ready
And give thanks

Mary J. Blige – American Skin (41 Shots)

[Verse 1: Mary J. Blige]
41 shots
And we’ll take that ride
Across the bloody river
To the other side
41 shots
Cut through the night
You’re kneeling over his body in the vestibule
Praying for his life

[Pre-Chorus: Mary J. Blige]
Is it a gun? Is it a knife?
Is it a wallet? This is your life
It ain’t no secret
It ain’t no secret
No secret, my friend, you can get killed just for living in
Your American skin
[Ad-Libs: Mary J. Blige & Kendrick Lamar]
Yeah
Oh yeah
Yeah
Oh-oh

[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
If I die right before I wake
Cross my heart, then I seal my fate
Life in the dark of the heartless
Looking at the remedy for all this
Everyday they look at you a target
Falling victim, them and
Him and her then this one, insensitivity
Talk bad religion, skin identity
Lack rash decision made by yours
Pack facility with the urban boy
Gun admitted he bear arm
The entity, arm and leg and head made to destroy
80% of the victim was yours
Maybe I get to relive years of war
Look on the corner, we been here before
Look at the momma, you seen tears before?
Pain bright and early
Rain, sleet, hail, snow, worry
More storm barricade the city
Prosecution, unhung jury
These days murder keep ’em busy
Sweet blood flowed on the gurney
Yellow tape tied around the street
Colin Kaepernick was more than worthy
I could reverse the day, reverse the time
Reverse the block, reverse the gun, reverse the shot
Reverse the law, reverse the flaw
That made us all the versions of a danger flock
Reverse the love, reverse the hate
Reverse the hope, reverse the way we playing sin
Reverse the moment, so we can live again
Life and times of the American skin

[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
American skin

[Verse 3: Mary J. Blige]
41 shots
Lena gets her son ready for school
She says, “Now, on these streets, Charles
You got to understand the rules (41 shots)
If an officer stops you (41 shots)
Always be polite (41 shots)
And never ever run away
Promise momma you’ll keep your hands in sight”

[Pre-Chorus: Mary J. Blige (Kendrick Lamar)]
Is it a gun? (What is it?) Is it a knife? (What is it?)
Is it a wallet? (What is it?) This is your life
It ain’t no secret (It ain’t no secret)
Sure ain’t no secret (It ain’t no secret)
No secret, my friend, you can get killed just for living in
You can get killed just for living in
You can get killed just for living in
Your American skin

[Outro: Kendrick Lamar & Mary J. Blige]
41 shots
You can get killed just for living in
41 shots
Your American skin
41 shots
Be careful out there, oh baby
41 shots
Listen to momma [?]
41 shots
Don’t wanna take the ride
41 shots
Don’t wanna, don’t wanna, don’t wanna, don’t wanna take the ride
41 shots
Don’t wanna take the ride
41 shots
[?] shots

Eminem – Campaign Speech letras

Jumped out of the 2nd floor of a record store
With a Treacherous Four cassette and a cassette recorder
In Ecuador with Edward Norton
Witness the metamorphosis
Of a legend growin’ like an expert swordsman
From the Hessian war and
Hence the origin of the Headless Horseman
Born with the endorphins of a pathetic orphan
Endless source and reservoir
Of extension cords in dresser drawers
And deadbolts on the bedroom doors
And sexual torture kits kept in a separate storage bin
Excellent boyfriend

Use intercourse to settle scores
With women who have been vendettas towards men
Dickhead is forced in ’til there’s shredded foreskin
Reddish torn and they’re only bein’ fed a portion
Bed sores and sore shins
Pregnant whores can get abortions
Fetish for stickin’ metal forks in, self-absorption
Skeletor, I went to Hell and fell a floor
A predator, I’m headed for competitors
Better warn ’em, what I lack in tact and a set of morals
I make up for in metaphors like a cosmetic store
Stegosaurus, Chuck Norris with a thesaurus
Yes, of course, a mess of warrants
You want some? Come and get some, boys!
I’m givin’ Daniel Pantaleo a refresher course
On excessive force and pressure points
And dressin’ George Zimmerman in a fluorescent orange
Dress and four inch heels to address the court
With a bullseye on his back, his whole chest and torso
Or left on the doorsteps of Trayvon’s dad as a present for him
In my present form I’m Desert Storm
Appetite for destruction there’s no suppressant for
Aggressive, forceful, and less remorseful in every morsel
Unpleasant, horrible; hello, gorgeous!
The rebel with devil horns just fell off the yellow short bus
Met a contortionist, said, “When you wanna get sexual?”
She said, “However I fit in your schedule. I’m flexible.”
Expired tags on the Saturn, got Catherine Bach
In the back in Daisy Dukes with the hazards on
At a traffic stop gettin’ harassed, sign an autograph
For this asshole cop’s daughter
Laugh ’cause I called her a brat on it
He spat on it and brought it back lookin’ half in shock
Had a heart attack and dropped dead
Started fallin’ back with it
And got slapped with a Colin Kaepernick practice sock

One ball and half a dick, Apple Watch
Crack front axle, walked in a Bass Pro Shop with David Hasselhoff, pulled Tabasco sauce out of my satchel
Knocked over a fisherman’s tackle box and *crash sound*
Asked if they had a laughin’ stock
That was fuckin’ stupid…

You got it twisted, all ’cause I offered this bitch
A doggie biscuit, you call me misogynistic
Bitch, get to massagin’ this dick!
Like spas in this bitch, slob on it with gobs of lipstick
Got a shoppin’ list for you to run some odds and ends with
It’s not a bitch on this earth I can be monogamous with
She’s non-existent
Robin Thicke with a throbbin’ dick on some suave and slick shit
But I shout derogatives at bitches like fuckin’ missile launches
Misfit, blond and nitwit
Like I’ve gone ballistic, with a frostin’ tip kit
Screamed, “I hate blondes,” and became one, I’m optimistic
Love to start shit
Shovin’ Clark Kent’s undergarments in the glove compartment
Of the bucket, bumpin’ Bubba Sparxxx
I’m double parkin’ up at Targets, trouble ’causer, a double crosser
Shadiest mothafucka you’ll ever come across
Olympic gymnast, been known for some assaults
A couple lawsuits, enough to cause a stomach ulcer
Same damn brain scan results as Rainman’s is
Something’s off, but when Dustin Hoffman’s
Dressin’ up in your mummy costume
On stage dancin’ to “Brain Damage,” what’s the problem?
Nothing’s wrong, the name brand is back to reclaim status
Run the faucet, I’ma dunk
A bunch of Trump supporters underwater
Snuck up on ’em in Ray Bans in a gray van with a spray tan
It’s a wrap, like an Ace bandage
Don’t-give-a-fuck persona, to my last DNA strand
E&J in the waistband, at the VMAs with the stagehand
She wants kielbasa, pre-arrange an escape plan
Three-inch blade on point, like a See-and-Say
Consider me a dangerous man
But you should be afraid of this dang candidate
You say Trump don’t kiss ass like a puppet
‘Cause he runs his campaign with his own cash for the fundin’
And that’s what you wanted
A fuckin’ loose cannon who’s blunt with his hand on the button
Who doesn’t have to answer to no one—great idea!

If I was president
Gettin’ off is the first order of business
Once I get in office
Second thing that’ll make me happy’s walkin’ up to Uncle Sam
Naked, laughin’, dick cupped in hand
Screamin’, “Fuck safe sex!”
Throw a latex and an AIDS test at him
Tell Congress I run this land
And I want the rubber banned, and make it snappy
Addiction to friction and static
Addict who can’t escape the habit
Continue to chase the dragon
But as fate would have it, I walked up in major Magics
Dressed as the maintenance man
In a laser tag vest and a racin’ jacket
With a gauge to blast it
And sped away in the station wagon
Stacey Dash’s and Casey Anthony’s
Crazy asses in the backseat
Throwin’ Stayfree pads at me
Dead passenger in the passenger seat
Unfasten the safety latches
And slam on the brakes in traffic so hard
I snapped the relocation brackets for the monster tires
‘Finna get a murder case and catch it
Like you threw it at me encased in plastic

And send Dylan Roof through the windshield of the Benz
Until he spins like a pinwheel and begins feelin’…
Like a windmiller with a thin build while his skin’s peelin’
And skids ’til he hits a cement pillar
Swing for the fence like Prince Fielder
Knock it into the upper peninsula
You wanna go against ‘zilla? The Rap God
When will I quit? Never been realer
The in-stiller of fear, not even a scintilla of doubt
Whose pens iller than Prince in a chinchilla
Or Ben Stiller in a suspense thriller
Revenge killer, avenge syllable binge
Fill a syringe, ’til I
Draw first blood
Even pop shit on my pop shit, and it’s popular
Couldn’t be more awkwarder
Cause you’re innocence I robbed you of
It’s my fingers that got stuck up
Taught ya ta, not give a
Slapstick, hockey puck
The broad hunter with the sawed off
Like an arm when it’s lopped off of ya
But I’m not gonna, get the shotgun
Or the Glock, I’m gonna opt for the ox
Cause I’m into objects that are sharp when I shop
And it’s not a shock, I’m such an obnoxious fucker
The Rock Hudson of rock ’cause who would have thought
This much of a cocksucker to go across the buttocks of Vivica Fox with a box cutter
That was for 50, little slap on the wrist be warned
I’m unrevealin’ quickly
My squabbles, I’m grappling with your time traveling with me
Try and follow, as I wobble, relapse into history, with a flask of the whiskey
Tip it back then I’m twisting wine bottles
Like what happened to Chris Reeves’ spine column
That’s the plan of attack when I’m fixing my problems
Wish my chest wasn’t having to get these rhymes off ’em
But the fact that I have so many rappers against me mind boggles
And why I haven’t come back on these faggots who diss me is
More of a spectacular mystery than a fucking Agatha Christie crime novel

But my patience is wearing thin
Swear I been contemplatin’ rubbing shit in your face ’til I smear it in
Diss you in every lyric until you fear the pen
And never appear again
If you actually had fuckin’ careers to end
But then I think of Molly Qerim and I steer ’em in that direction and forget my ideas for them
Molly, I’m gone off you
Man, light some kush
You’re my first take, I’ll nail you
Can’t lie, I gush
If I won you over, you would be the grand prize
I’m entranced by your looks, come and give the Shady franchise a push
You can get it in the can like some Anheuser Busch
Jeans too small, least three pant sizes tush
Mushed against your damn side, your puss
And thighs are squished
What kind of attires that?
I’m ready to be rode
Psychopath, bet you we’ll get it poppin’ like a flat
Light the match to ignite the wrath
Got knives to slash and slice hermaphrodites in half
Piper Chapmans might just have to picket me
Like a scab
Hard to describe in fact
Startling violent perhaps
Are things that come to mind as soon as I start spitting rhymes like that
And you aren’t really surprised at that
But as far as these lines I rap
And these bars, wouldn’t dial it back if I star 69ed the track

Why am I such a dick?