I admit I had to google that, and I’d just like to fly to wherever it is that you live and firmly shake your hand in sincere thanks for making me really goddamned hungry.

Yeah, ok, so I’m picky, but if they’re only 106 miles from Chicago, and their gig started at 8 pm (even allowing for them to be a whole hour late, forcing Cab Calloway to do his thing), they played for less than 1/2 hr, escaped out the back, fooled Carrie Fisher, THEN said the 106 miles thing...you figure it’s…

Piling on to say that the cup had just flown in that morning, so they likely were chilling in a hotel near the airport with it. That all makes sense.

The best is the bigger fella in on the opposing squad who leaps heroically over the clearly dead ref’s limp body, arms outstretched in a plea for...medical help? Justice? More empanadas? Who knows?

Does he not have any real work to do?

Yeah, and they’re sooooo close to winning, they had such a great run in the playoffs this year.

So your argument is that he found a way to do something that was totally legal at the time that was later deemed illegal, win two championships, and retain a core of superbly talented players.

Good arguing, bro.

You may take our lives, but you’ll never take...BILL’S DISDAIN FOR MLS NAMING CONVENTINONS! I MEAN, FFS REAL SALT LAKE?!?!?!

I had completely forgotten about that one. So there's history with him.

I was gonna say that, but then I'd have to admit that I hadn't seen it. :-/

(flame emoji) well played, sir and/or madam.

I respectfully disagree. It looks like they’re going to play this straight, but with the sense that Ferrell is always thisclose to looking into the camera and saying “SEE, THAT’S A THING THEY DO IN THESE MOVIES AND WE JUST DID IT TOO, BUT IRONICALLY”

I’d be happy to be wrong, though.

This sounds like one of those things where you go “ZOMG THAT SOUNDS SO FUNNY AND AWESOME” and then you turn it on and 5 minutes in you go “oh, wait, this is like a whole thing” and you realize the only funny part is its actual existence.

Back in the 90s, like every other 20-something asshole in Chicago I was in an improv troupe, which (like most), was just an excuse to go out drinking on weeknights. Our usual hangout was an absolute a few blocks from our “rehearsal space”, and they had $1 Old Style drafts and a $.50 pool table. Meaning our broke asses…

My mistake. I actually meant ANY country, but I suppose I don’t care enough about Australia to know what they even care about. But their soccer league shows up on a channel I don’t get so I just assumed it was bigger to them.

Be it Women’s or Men’s, this is the reason I love when a US National Team succeeds. The butthurt oozing out of everyone else when they lose to them(us..them...whatever). The perfect entitlement mentality of “butbutbut...we CARE SO MUCH MORE ABOUT THIS, THEY CAN’T BEAT US AT THIS TOO.”

I realize it’s evil, and I’m ok…

It just is. It’s like how in other televised sports, the score bug always lists the visiting team first (or on top), but in soccer, it’s the home team first. Just the way people discuss the sport.

it was ball four

In no way am I defending the NFL here, but let’s not be willfully obtuse. The Sands Convention Center is right next to the Venetian, and is connected by about a 300 foot hallway.

Yeah, I’m super late to the party on this one, but I had a co-worker who used to occasionally do a version of that ball thing, where he’d just randomly toss it to people when he wanted to get them to answer a question. I trained myself for quite a while to ignore it, then when he’d toss it to me, it’d just roll around…