As your trusty sports editor, I feel like it’s my duty to keep you apprised of all of the sports happenings that have a Park Cities connection.

In case you can’t make it to the Highland Park-Monterrey (Mexico) Tec game at Highlander Stadium tomorrow night, where I will be, you could mosey out to the Cotton Bowl and check out the Lingerie League season opener between the Dallas Desire and the San Diego Seduction. After all, Dallas only has two home games in the brutally-long four-game season.

The Park Cities tie? Word is the Desire have been practicing at Germany Park and at Goar Park. Has anybody out there been fortunate enough to witness this?

The Belles in action, Saturday night.  Oh, I think there was a football game, too.

I normally wouldn’t find myself surrounded by bikers on the side of the highway. But after writing this post, I decided to delve a little deeper into the issue. I’d interviewed DPD, DPS, and affected residents, and it seemed the only thing left to do was get in the belly of the beast and attend the weekly “Bike Night” at High Five Cycles off 635. Let me just say for the record, on the whole the bikers were respectful and open to talking to me. I was accused of being a cop–more than once–but that’s neither here nor there.

I’m working on a longer form piece about the whole stunting culture and the community reaction to it, so I don’t want to scoop my own article, but here’s a sampling of what I’ve learned.

1. The “stunters,” as they are called, are a pretty elite group. The majority of riders are not doing stunts, even if they have sport bikes, a.k.a. crotch rockets, because it does take a good bit of skill to pop a wheelie.
2. There’s a lot of turnover (pun intended) in stunt riding. One of the founding members of Dallas Stunt Riders, a 29-year-old male who requested to remain nameless, said that virtually none of the people he started riding with in 2006 are still on the road. Some were injured, some were killed, and many more just decided it was too dangerous.
3. Bikers are a divided bunch. Many of the guys I spoke with had a few choice words for the “street stunters,” including a version of, “Get your arse of the highway.”
4. Although I’ve been told there’s a growing number of female riders, the only chic I saw was operating the bikini bike wash. It’s worth noting, however, that the owner of High Five Cycles, Leslie Porterfield, holds the record for fastest woman in the world.

OK, this simply can’t be ignored ladies. Theatre Three on Routh Street is featuring a production of Sherlock Holmes in the Crucifer of Blood through Sept. 5. Why should you immediately by tickets? Because actor Chuck Huber (left) is starring as the dashing detective, and he happens to be the yummiest hottest Holmes since Robert Downey Jr. The production, directed by Jeffrey Schmidt, is a dressed up, neo-Victorian, science fiction-y version of the traditional stories. And the buzz is that Huber has updated the main character as well: in a sexy, growly, tortured kind of way. You don’t have to be a detective to figure out why those seats are going to be filled every night. Yowza. Cost is $10 – $40. Go here for more info.

The one and only Pat Benatar will be singing copies of her biography, “Between a Heart and a Rock Place,” at 12:30 p.m. Thursday at the Border’s in West Village.

Benatar is also playing a show at the House of Blues tomorrow night. By the way, Cyndi Lauper is playing House of Blues tonight. It’s going to feel a whole lot like the 1980s.

For more information on the book signing, call Border’s at 214-219-0512. For more information on the concert, call House of Blues at 214-978-2583.

Because we are! Flirt boutique on McKinney Avenue is having a 15 percent off sale until 7 p.m. today, complete with complimentary wine and new merchandise. A little shopping and sipping might be just what you need to make it through this long Wednesday. Go here for more info.

Yeah, well, speaking of Scrabble. I’m kind of big deal on Words With Friends. Just ask Geilich.

Chris Cree met his wife, Carla, at a Scrabble tournament. Their daughter’s name is Faith. (Staff photo: Chris McGathey)

Have you been keeping up with University Park resident Chris Cree as he competes in the National Scrabble Championship? I assumed this was a single-elimination tournament, but apparently not — Cree had a record of 9-11-1 as I typed this. He started off 6-2-1 and was ranked 11th, but has since slipped to 79th.

Intimacy at Northpark Center will host a “Bra Bash” to mark its one-year anniversary, which happens to coincide with the 100th anniversary of the frilliest, most uplifting of undergarments: the bra.

The lingerie soiree starts at 6 p.m. on Thursday, and guests will receive a $25 Intimacy gift card, swag bag, mini massage, and champagne and cupcakes aplenty. The best part is, a portion of the proceeds from any of the fabulous lingerie you take home will go to The Family Place, which benefits victims of family violence. We can think of few better ways to beat this summer heat than hanging out in our underwear, eating cupcakes in air-conditioned splendor. See you there!

Dan enjoys the sounds of Mariachi Quetzal as the band strolls through the D Empire offices on Friday.

Riddle me this: Did you just have a beer cart and an excellent mariachi band (Mariachi Quetzal) stroll through your office? If the answer is yes, then you’re at the D Magazine offices. If the answer is no, you can see them again at my birthday party, where they will definitely be playing.

Happy Friday, folks!