15 Jul 2013

Baseball Wives Anna Benson In Jail! Bullet Proof Vest, Stripping, Murder Charges, & More!

Anna Benson

You all may remember Anna Benson from her short lived reality show “Baseball Wives”. With the rap sheet Benson has you would think she should of been on the tv show “Snapped”. I swear I couldn’t make this stuff up if I tried to.In 1999 Anna Warren met Kris Benson at a strip club she worked for, guess it was love at first site. Anna Benson has been charged with aggravated assault with a gun after allegedly trying to rob her ex-husband of $30,000 at gunpoint on Monday.

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16 Sep 2011

Common Kidnapped At Gun Point!!!!

Common gives us an inside look into his life with his new book, “One Day It’ll All Make Sense.” In the memoir, he takes his readers through a series of events and relationships that have helped shape him into the man he is today. In the prologue, he explains a devastating event as a kid, where his father kidnapped him and his mother at gun point and attempted to drive them across country. Check out this excerpt:

When I was eighteen months old, my mother and I were kidnapped at gunpoint. My father held the gun.

At least that’s one side of the story. I first heard about it all from my aunt long after it happened, when I was already a grown man. I asked my mother, and she told it to me one way. I asked my father, and he told it to me another…

My father, Lonnie Lynn, was a Chicago playground legend. They called him the Genie because he’d make the basketball disappear right before your eyes then make reappear at the bottom of the net. At six food eight, he had NBA size and the skills to match. He was nice around the rim and had a sweet stroke from inside eighteen feet. But he talked back to coaches. He missed practice. He developed a habit. He was out of the league before his career really began. For all his gifts, he played just one year of professional basketball, for the Denver Rockets and the Pittsburgh Pipers of the ABA.

Around the same time, his relationship with my mother was falling apart. He was getting high, keeping drugs right out in the open on the nightstand. One time my mother locked him out of our apartment, and he shot out all the windows. When he was sober, he was a loving man, but when he was high, he was somebody else…

His last chance came with a tryout for the Seattle SuperSonics. They knew about my dad’s past troubles, and they were concerned. They wanted to know he was a family man. Problem was, my folks were separated, heading toward divorce. So, early one morning, my father packed everything he owned into the backseat of a rented Dodge Charger and drove to Eighty-eight and Dorchester in Chicago’s South Side, where my mother and I lived.

Here is where my parents’ stories diverge. “He took us out the house at gunpoint, handcuffed me to the front seat, put you in the back, and started driving across the country to Seattle,” my mother says.

“You and your mother got in the front seat with me,” my father recalls, “and we started out on Interstate 90 heading West.”

What could she do? When we stopped for gas, she says he handcuffed her to the steering wheel. When she needed to use the restroom, she says he stood outside the door. The situation must have looked hopeless to her.

My mother escaped with me early one Sunday morning. She recalls my father pulling off the highway to get gas; there were no plans to stop for food, no plans to sleep. She complained of a headache and asked my father to bring her something for the pain.

He came back to the car with a bottle of pills. My mother took two like the container directed then somehow managed to put the rest in his can of Coke as he gassed up the car. When he got back in, he took a big swig of soda then threw the can out the window. It wasn’t long before he started feeling the effects.

“Did she drug me? I don’t know,” my father told me later. “All I know is that I made the decision that it was better to sleep during the day and drive at night while you were sleeping.”

We stopped at a roadside motel on the outskirts of Madison, Wisconsin… My mother told me that my father had just enough time handcuff her to the bed, sit me on the couch, strip off some of his clothes and fall onto the mattress, his feet dangling off the edge. Soon he was snoring away. Once he was fast asleep, my mother says she started working her small hand against the cuff, folding her fingers in on themselves and pulling until metal scraped skin.

“Rashid,” she said in a stage whisper. “Rashid, baby go outside and play. Mommy will be there soon.”

Something in her eyes must have told me, young as I was, that this was no time for games. I followed her instructions and slipped out the door. Her hand finally free, my mother followed after me. She made it to the lobby and told the man working there to call the police.

“Next thing I know,” my father says no, “I wake up and there are two policemen standing over my bed. One of them’s got a shotgun on me. The other’s pointing a pistol. I raised my hands up above my head and turned my eyes to the sky… That’s when I cried out: ‘Don’t shoot! Don’t shoot!’

“It was all over the radio, the television, the newspaper. ‘Kidnapping,’ in capital letters. But I was in jail only overnight. They released me the next morning without charges.”

Madison, Wisconsin, is one hundred sixty-three miles from the South Side of Chicago and nearly two thousand miles from Seattle. The road trip, the kidnapping, my father’s dream — whatever you call it — it was over almost as soon as it had started.

(Source)

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06 Sep 2011

Indiana Man Tells Police He’s “Cuckoo for Cocoa Puffs”

Authorities said the suspect then tried to get into the 2010 Chevrolet SUV until he was ordered to the ground at gunpoint and Merrillville police took him into custody.

Once in custody, the man gave authorities different names and addresses, but told Lake County Jail officials that he was “Cuckoo for Cocoa Puffs.”

Authorities were first called to the scene after a white older model Toyota was abandoned in the middle southbound lane of I-65 just south of 61st Avenue. Merrillville police, who responded to the scene, stopped just ahead of the man, leading a motorist to swerve to avoid the stopped police car.

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18 Jun 2011

Cops: Teen fatally shot trying to rob off-duty cop

An off-duty Chicago police officer dressed up as a clown for a South Side fundraiser shot and killed a teen who held him at gunpoint tonight after the event, authorities said.

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16 Apr 2011

Robbers take mailbox key from carrier

Two men robbed a mail carrier of his mailbox key at gunpoint — but gave back the keys to his vehicle — this afternoon in the Chatham neighborhood on the South Side, police said.

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10 Mar 2011

Man gets 22 years for Carpentersville holdups

The Daily Herald reports: Antonio D. McSwine, 20, of Carpentersville was sentenced to 22 years in prison today for a two-day crime spree in 2009 that included robbing a business at gunpoint and threatening a cabbie with a gun during an attempted robb…

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20 Feb 2011

Prospect Hts. residents beaten, robbed in home

Police in northwest suburban Prospect Heights are investigating an incident early Saturday in which five armed assailants broke into a home and held residents at gunpoint, beating them as they demanded money.

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26 Jan 2011

Robber Charged In VH1’s Basketball Wife Evelyn Lozado’s Ex-Fiancee Antoine Walker Case!!!!

The last of four defendants charged with robbing former NBA star Antoine Walker of cash and jewelry at gunpoint in his River North home pleaded guilty today to home invasion and was sentenced to 6 years in prison.

Phillip Allison, 32, was one of three armed, masked men who went into Walker’s garage in the 400 block of West Huron Street and confronted him as he sat in his Cadillac Escalade. A fourth man acted as a lookout.

Walker testified at the trial of a co-defendant last year that the gunman ordered him to take them inside, where they found a briefcase containing about 15 watches, platinum chains, cuff links and $10,000 to $20,000 in cash.

The gunmen then forced Walker and his assistant, Tyrone Ivery, into the closet and bound them with duct tape before fleeing with keys to his Mercedes.

But when the robbers couldn’t figure out how to start the car, one of them –identified by prosecutors as Allison — returned to the home, Walker testified.

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