Will Ferrell asks Roger Federer: 'Are you a vampire?'

Swiss tennis player Roger Federer is not only perhaps the greatest player the game has ever seen, he may also be a member of the undead.

At least, that's what Will Ferrel was wondering when the comedian was interviewing him following his win this week against Aljaz Bedene in the first round of the Australian Open.

After Ferrell asked if Federer is a "silky gazelle" -- a notion the pro dismissed because they get eaten in the end -- the erstwhile Elf pointed out the 36 year-old is "ageless."

So, naturally, Ferrell wondered, "Are you a witch or a vampire?"

Federer dodged, asking Ferrell which one was better to be ("Probably a vampire," he replied), but more importantly: Roger Federer did not deny his status as the damned.

Granted, he would probably need a lot of sunblock on the tennis court if he is a vampire. But, daywalker, anyone?

Watch the exchange here. (via ESPN)

'Are you a witch or a vampire?'

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Philadelphia Flyers Steve Mason unveils zombie Ben Franklin mask

Philadelphia Flyers new goalie Steve Mason is an avowed horror fan, and his masks typically show that. He's previously rocked ghouls and stitched-up skulls on his head when blocking those flying pucks, but now that he is in Philly, he's feeling undead and patriotic.

In the new video below, courtesy CBS Sports and NHL Network Online, fans are treated to Mason's new orange-and-black Flyers helmet that sports a Zombie Ben Franklin, Zombie George Washington and Zombie Betsy Ross (who appears to have stitched a fleshy Flyers logo to the top of the helmet).

Franny Drummond, the artist with Paintzoo Studios who works on Mason's helmets, said the process will take about a week to finish, so hopefully we'll see those undead images on the ice real soon.

-Aaron Sagers

Ghost haunts Montana stadium

Talk about burying the lead. Towards the end of a pretty typical local color story about custodians maintaining the University of Montana Adams Center stadium is a ghostly revelation about the venue:

In spite of such unpleasantness, the custodians say they enjoy what they do. If it weren't for the ghosts, that is.  

"One thing I kind of don't like but get kind of suspicious about is that — a lot of people don't know about this — there's spirits and ghosts around here," said [Jason] Bigelow, removing a plastic bag from a locker-room trashcan. "They like to make noise, especially from the northwest corner of the bleachers. 

" Some of his colleagues pile on further evidence. "It kind of feels like someone's watching you sometimes," Chad Mattfeldt said, having finished his shift waxing the Hall of Champions floor. 

Fellow floor waxer [Joe] West has given the alleged ghost a name: Jack. "It's our invisible friend," he said.

While not the most exciting ghost tale on college campuses, it definitely seems like it warrants a mention a little higher up in the story. Who has heard of Jack the ghost? And is he real, and the spirit of a victim caught in a particularly nasty "wave," or just another story told to pass the time at work at the Adams Center?

New ad show Doritos battling zombies

To start building hype for Super Bowl, Doritos is hosting a competition where fans can create advertisements which then have the potential of being shown during the big game (alongside The Lonely Island guys) and a chance to win a cool (ranch) million. Not too shabby, right?

Well, at least one fan - which is technically Eventide Visuals videography from Chico, Calif. - has hit on a paranormal approach to game day. Tapping into the football zombies, the company created the following ad, "Day of the Doritos," where the cure for the undead is not more cowbell, but the flavorful chip. The zombie apocalypse has a chance to be resolved - except one selfish Dorito fan realizes that, despite the '90s slogan, if he shares and let's the afflicted crunch all they want, they will not actually make more in the desolate wasteland.

UFO 'rod' caught on video at NFL game?

Huffington Post's Lee Speigel serves up video footage of a possible UFO "rod" caught on video at the Oct. 23 NFL game between the New Orleans Saints and Indianapolis Colts (remember the one where the score was 62-7?).

Anyhow, it's fairly interesting footage, but Speigel actually goes deeper by providing a thorough description of rod phenomena (which admittedly sounds like the name of a porn star) and speaks both with informed skeptics and believers. But one thing HuffPo doesn't discuss is how much it cost that UFO to attend the game. Are those technically skybox seats or just the super nosebleed section?

 

Paranormal Pop Column: The Super Bowl and the super nerd

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Super Bowl XLV was a display of academic excellence; an adrenaline-fueled machismo machine  of behemoths crashing into one another, helmets crunching together, trash talk and manly tears of success - and failure - co-mingled with sweat and blood. The showdown between the Pittsburgh Steelers and victors the Green Bay Packers wasn't just a game of football, it was a symbol for football should be. It was a clash of titans (but not the Tennessee kind) on a field of battle populated by warriors.

Frankly, it was the kind of game that makes a man want to drop that hoagie or sub or grinder, or all three, just long enough to take a long draw on a bottle of beer, belch and grunt. And yet, behind the scenes of the most watched telecast in TV history, which net 111 million viewers, was a force underestimated and traditionally unwelcome at the big game: NERDS!

While those 111 million viewers gathered in front of televisions just to watch a hard-fought match, they were being subtly indoctrinated by geek culture to the tune of about $3 million for every 30-second commercial.

It is time to separate the athletes from the mathletes. Comic book heroes? Aliens? Jedi? Robots in Disguise? Seriously, are you ready for some football or are you ready for some World of Warcraft?

Ok, I kid. I joke about the nefarious nerds mainly because I am one.

Courtesy Screen Rant & Yahoo!

I was like a giddy little kid in Underoos watching the previews for comic book movies Thor, Cowboys and Aliens and especially Captain America (the brief shot of Hugo Weaving as Red Skull makes repeat viewings online worthwhile). The Super 8, Battle: Lost Angeles, Pirates of the Caribbean 4 and Transformers 3 spots (was that Lasorbeak? And did Optimus have an energon sword?) similarly triggered a nerdy response. But it was the Volkswagen/Star Wars spot featuring a pint-sized Sith lord trying to rock his Force powers - and god bless the loving father that let him think he did - that simultaneously warmed cockles and inspired chills.

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And between each spot, it was back to the game.

Although it's not necessarily a new development, I am always thrilled to witness the ultimate entertainment convergence that takes place at the Super Bowl. As a football fan, and a fanboy, it's dessert followed by candy to watch the game then see advertisements and first-look movie trailers for geeky movies.

Instead of the stereotype of the jock stuffing the nerd in a locker, the multi-million dollar spots have brought the brains, athletes, basket cases, princesses and, yes, even the criminals together for a breakfast club of awesome.

To put it another, geekier way, thanks to a bountiful viewership, Borg-like PR execs and marketing whizzes have assimilated us all into a giant pop-culture collective.

After all, what's the end result when time away from the game is spent nerding out over battling robots, a Norse god using a hammer against a giant metal Destroyer, pirates swashing and buckling, and an all-American, apple-pie uber-athlete taking down Nazis?

The game amongst warrior-athletes ends up feeling all the more epic and more adrenaline-fueled because the event is a Super Bowl with cameo appearances by super heroes and supernatural creatures.

Baseball Giants scared by hotel ghosts

San Francisco baseball players Pablo Sandoval and Edgar Renteria are Giants - except when it comes to haunted hotels. As reported by the San Francisco Bay NBC affiliate and SF Weekly, the major leaguers checked out of the 117-year-old Pfister Hotel in Milwaukee, Wis.

According to Giants' publicity director Shana Daum, they were uneasy about ghosts because last year, both "had some sort of experience there," she says. Daum is unsure about the nature of the experience, but the hotel is famous for his is haunted hospitality, and PrairieGhosts.com says, founder Charles Pfister still looks after his guests long after his death. "He has been spotted looking over the lobby from a spot on the grand staircase and has also been seen walking in the gallery above the ballroom," the site alleges. "Witnesses identify him from a portrait of him that hangs in the lobby."

The hotel plays host to the city's visiting athletes, and last year, Milwaukee's NBC site WISN.com reported on the phenomena plaguing sports stars and one L.A. Dodger supposedly even slept with his bat while there. And lest we forget, this story comes only a few months after the New York Knicks faced a similar spectral issue at the Skirvin Hilton in Oklahoma City.

Well you can't blame the hotel for root, root, rooting for the home team - even if it means scaring the crap out of the rivals.

NY Knicks have new reason for sucking: Haunted Hotels

The New York Knicks don't really need a reason for sucking any more than the wind needs a reason for blowing. Some things in the universe are just so, and despite some recent signs of life, the NBA team would have likely already been destroyed by Kevin Durant and his Oklahoma City Thunder tonight.

Still, a two-night stay in a haunted hotel may be the additional reason the Knicks were blown out by 18 points. Frank Isola of the New York Daily News reports the team stayed in the notorious Skirvin Hilton Oklahoma City, which is supposedly active with the ghost of a woman who committed suicide by leaping from a window while cradling her baby.