Fairfield County Stupid Celebrity Husband of the Day: Steve Phillips

She looks like a guy I went to high school with.

 

As Hondo from the NY Post put it in his daily missive - "Welcome back Studley Steve"

Phillips seems to go for the low hanging fruit. Based on his previous dalliance he seems to like the big chested / big butted types.

 

She is even bigger than Mo Vaughn.

 

Once again gentlemen.

Never stick your dick in crazy.

Why does this lesson have to be taught again and again every few months?

 

"8 people have recommended Brooke."

 

Looking at the link Luggie provided, it could definitely be the same person.

I'm wondering if Marni Phillips really is a "stunning, green-eyed blonde" as she is described in tne New York Post story.

 

I wonder if her blond hair cascades.

 

Her facebook photo looks better

 

Or merely billows

 

Mike Vaccaro, what say you?

http://thebiglead.com/?p=2091#more-2091

The ugliest incident I ever took part in happened in the Mets clubhouse in Miller Park in Milwaukee a few years ago. This was when the Mets had Roberto Alomar and Mo Vaughn, that group. I'd been in Milwaukee covering a Nets-Bucks playoff series and my boss suggested I stay the weekend because the Mets were falling apart already and it was only May. So I did. And in the Saturday paper I wrote a column that basically said the Mets weren't just a lousy team, they were one of the most impossible-to-like teams New York had seen since -- well, since the last time the Mets had gotten a bunch of stooges in the Bobby Bo/Vince Coleman era. In the column I'd been especially critical of the GM, Steve Phillips, whom I never thought very highly of and had occasionally been somewhat vicious in saying so.

Well, Phillips blew his stack, and he had the PR guy, Jay Horwitz, bring me into an office off the clubhouse, made sure he kept the door open and started to curse me at the top of his lungs, a show that was clearly designed to make him look like a tough-guy in front of his players and an act that, to me, is the height of insecure foolishness. I let him rant and rant and rant. Finally he said, "My wife read that piece of junk! You made her cry!" After which I'd had enough and said, "That makes two of us, doesn't it Steve," a not-terribly-subtle reference to his past life as an admitted adulterer. I thought he was going to take a swing at me. He didn't. About two weeks later he was fired.