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how dare you, Drew Brees is a saint 

Consider this: maybe he had to shit

Let’s Remember a Guy

Speaking of steps...there’s no way he’s out of steps.  He probably only takes about 1,000 per day.

Windhorst looks like the kind of guy that never corrects his boss when he or she calls him Ryan. He just mutters “it’s fucking Brian” as the boss walks away. Then when the boss says “what’s that Ryan?” Brian says “Huh? I didn’t say anything.” Then at the office Christmas party, a drunk Brian tells everyone his real

It sure makes it seem like Fultz is at odds with the Sixers’ front office, and is possibly seeking proof that his injury is physical rather than mental.  

They have a new shooting specialist lined up for him.

“Me And My Boy Snuck Into The Greatest Football Game Ever Played”

“Nice teeth. Them yours?”

This is the way the Warriors end.

“That’s a...nice-lookin’ runnin’ quarterback ya got there, Baltimore,” Marvin Lewis uttered menacingly. “be a shame if...anything happened to him, ya know?”

Goodell: “No, Mr. Synder, I’m not saying you can’t trade a second round pick, I’m saying that “the Waivers” aren’t a team...”

My only annoyance with these is that they break from what teams normally do with their jerseys in that it the home uniform should say “Marlins” and the road uniform should say “Miami”

He’s no Colonel Orangeorange

Who does Oliver think he's dealing with, Minor Peargray?

Rock-paper-scissors has no place in an organized league setting.

according to the Elo calculator here:

The kid appears to know the path to righteousness.