Surprisingly, even Dog the Bounty Hunter's renditions of holiday songs won't turn you away.

Weezy F. Baby has done it again. The enigmatic rapper (Lil Wayne to his fans, Dwayne Carter to his family) unleashed his umpteenth album Rebirth this Tuesday after a year of promises following his ground-, and record-, breaking 2008 album, Tha Carter III.

The bad boy image of a rock star must have been what Lil Wayne was hoping to achieve in his debut rock album Rebirth. The 27-year old rapper, soon to be jailbird, attempts to branch out into territory where few rappers have crunked before: rock. The album title is delusional if its goal is to get anyone to take him seriously as an artist outside of his rhyme schemes.

Every year since the Grammys’ inception 51 years ago, they have been a crap shoot of controversy. Following convoluted nomination metrics of artistic merit and commercial success, the Recording Academy never fails to surprise (and confuse) with its subjective selection of nominees. And while this year’s leading nom-getters are surprisingly mainstream — Lil Wayne earning top nominations with eight, followed by Coldplay garnering seven, and Jay-Z, Ne-Yo and Kanye West each earning six nods — there are bound to be some upset selections when the winners are revealed. As Lil Wayne rambled on his Weezy YouTube blog, “I think they [the Academy] thinks it’s enough just to nominate me,” going as far to predict he will get shutout of all categories.

Joe Morgan was a stellar baseball player. The 10-time All-Star second baseman was inducted into the Hall of Fame in 1990 after a 19-year career with exemplary numbers — a .271 batting average, an OPS of .819, 268 home runs, two World Series titles, two Most Valuable Player awards and five Gold Glove awards.

Joe Morgan is significantly less stellar in his new endeavor: color commentary for ESPN’s lead baseball broadcasting team. After retiring from the game at the end of the 1984 season, Morgan bumbled his way into the broadcast booth for various networks and subsequently started polluting his play-by-play partner’s commentary with pseudo-insightful asides and painfully obvious statements (“He’s going to want to drive in a run right around now”).