Mark Zuckerberg turned strangers' intimate moments into riches. We turned the tables on the Facebook CEO, lurking outside his house, following him out with his girlfriend and pals, and to Chinese language lessons. America's youngest billionaire got the paparazzi treatment.

It's the Year of the Pitcher because no one is on steroids anymore. Duh, you're welcome America. Problem solved. Sincerely, Fox and Friends.

Chelsea Baker, 13, may be a girl but she plays like the boys. Having gone undefeated in her last four seasons, with a killer knuckle ball, she may be the most accomplished pitcher for her age, regardless of gender.

G4TV sent former Playmate of the Year Sara Underwood to cover the Oklahoma Full Auto Shoot & Trade Show. The best part? She's so little that assistants have to hold her up to counteract each weapon's recoil.

Last night at BB King's on 42nd St., Albert Gore III—the 27 year-old son of our nation's most almost President—faced an opponent in the Corporate Boxing Challenge. We were live on the scene, to cover this historic violence.

Is there any group that makes us laugh at their incompetence more than local news reporters? (Answer: No.) Watch as this voluptuous correspondent from Tampa attempts to get an interview via an inadvertent game of "Human Frogger," and fails miserably.

Want to see a privileged white kid get his ass kicked? Al Gore Jr. ("Kid Blanco") is participating in a heavyweight Wall Street boxing match tomorrow, for indulging homoeroti—I mean, for charity. His opponent: Ken "The Carnivore" Cunningham.

"Tiger Woods Mistress and alleged Babies mama as well as Porn star" Devon James is scheduled for a July 29 fight with Susan Finkelstein, who offered sex for World Series tickets. Can celebrity boxing sink any lower? Well yea, certainly.

Paul Rudd and Steve Carell, America's favorite funnymen, taped their own "decision" for last night's ESPY Awards. Like LeBron James' show last Thursday, the show was an entire hour long—which they they didn't know how to fill, either.

The producers of Puppetry of the Penis, the Australian show that re-opened off-Broadway last night, want a new bartender: Andrew Lawrance, the Aussie cop who might get fired after opening a beer bottle with his penis piercing.

Rush Limbaugh's touching tribute to deceased Yankees owner George Steinbrenner: "That cracker made a lot of African-American millionaires!" Sure: Don Mattingly, Joe Torre, Andy Pettitte, Roger Clemens...Come on, fat boy. At least be human. Remember Donovan McNabb? [Media Matters]

Last night VH1 aired the season premiere of the train wreck that is The T.O. Show. When not focusing on destroying team camaraderie, the washed up receiver can't stop talking about balls and boxes.

This morning Chad Ochocinco stopped by good day to promote his reality TV show and shared his opinion on the Pittsburgh Steelers. Apparently he believes they are all girls. Everyone got a good laugh.

What do you do now that the World Cup is over? If you're like most Americans, you just keep living your life, because you are suspicious of soccer. But if you were obsessed? We can help you cope.

This is Iker Casillas, the goalkeeper—and captain—for Spain's winning World Cup team. That's Sara Carbonero, his girlfriend, a reporter for Spanish network Telecinco. Think he can keep it professional in a post-victory interview?

What do Olympic gold medalists in nordic skiing do in the summer? They get married. Join Olympics nerd and Gawker wedding expert Phyllis Nefler as she parses today's New York Times weddings announcements. She goes for the gold every day.

After nearly two periods of extra time and 116 minutes of play—plus an epic drop-kick—Spain's Andres Iniesta scored to lead his team to its first ever World Cup championship over the Netherlands. Video of the winning goal, inside.

One criticism of soccer is the faking of injuries by players (like this, or this), but this was real. In what should have been a red card (was yellow, instead), the Netherlands' De Jong just drop-kicked Spain's Alonso. Video inside.

Paul the Psychic Octopus has correctly predicted seven World Cup matches in a row. As such, I decided it would be wise to place a $50 bet on Paul's pick for tomorrow's final. I failed, miserably.

The World Cup is almost over. We won't know who technically won until after tomorrow's final. But like a human Paul the Octopus, Zach Dundas, author of the book The Renegade Sportsman, already knows who really won the tournament.