Vincent Bonsignore | Los Angeles Daily News
No seriously, I told my wife Tuesday morning. I really do have to go to the House of Blues on Sunset for a press conference announcing the newest football coach for L.A.’s newest professional football team.
“And Gene Simmons and Paul Stanley from KISS figure into all this how, again?”
“They own the L.A. KISS the football team I was telling you about.” I told her.
The skepticism hanging in the air was stifling at this point.
“You know I have the Daily News app, right?” my wife reminded me. “If that story doesn’t show up on your site by tonight you’re in big trouble. I got my eye on you, buddy.”
Welcome to my world, where L.A.’s various entertainment boulevards sometimes cross at the most curious intersections.
And how sometimes explaining your work day and whereabouts to your wife sounds like a precursor to the “Jerry Springer Show.”
Tuesday being a prime example, as professional football was ushered back to Los Angeles by the two front men of one of the most iconic rock bands in music history.
Sounds about right.
I mean, of course Gene Simmons and Paul Stanley would buy an Arena Football League team, name them the KISS, situate them in Los Angeles and welcome new coach Bill McMillen to town at a press conference on Sunset Boulevard where a strange brew of sports reporters, TV personalities and scantily clad beautiful women would gather at a bar at the House of Blues.
All that was missing was Tim Tebow, the banished NFL quarterback who KISS has mounted a very public pursuit of.
Here is guessing the notoriously virtuous Tebow would have been a bit uneasy in the dimly lit settings Tuesday – kind of how he looks dropping back to throw a football, come to think of it.
As for me, I loved every second of it.
It was zany and campy and a bit off the grind, but that’s the allure of the whole thing.
And while I might not rush out to see a KISS game, consider me intrigued enough by the Simmons and Stanley presentation Tuesday to be sure to check them out from time to time.