ComeOnNowDamnit
ComeOnNowDamnit
ComeOnNowDamnit

Skiles knew (and liked, for the most part) Jennings and Ilyasova both from his time coaching Milwaukee, from which he also knew (and HATED) Harris, so this could just be the coach asking management to bring in guys who know his system in exchange for a player he simply doesn’t like.

Friday night before Valentine’s Day, my wife and I went out for sushi. The service was shitty and my back still hurts from the terrible seat. The sushi was really, really good, though, and the saki was both inexpensive and totally excellent.

It’s perfect. They are basically the only team that would without question throw a max at him next year, and they’ve already discussed signing Brandon Jennings, too, which is just the best thing you could ever want* as a Nets fan.

I want to live on Dabtron.

Now THERE’S a plot-less bunch of hooey.

Whoawhoawhoawhoawhoa...

Stockholm Syndrome.

There is NO FUCKING WAY...

And you just KNOW Jerry Jones has already offered three fourth-round picks to the Browns for him. No fucking doubt about it.

I feel bad for the kid, as a reformed 22-year-old dumbass, but this is fucking ridiculous. If it weren’t shot this past weekend, he’d have come out and said, “Hey, yeah, that video is from a long time ago. I’m an idiot and that was dumb, but it wasn’t this past weekend, I can tell you that for a fact, and I’m ready

It was the river.

This is very close to a perfect comment. Kudos.

Nashville is maybe the one place remaining in the NFL other than Jacksonville where not only would Tebow be welcomed as the backup, he’d be celebrated (SEC ties, white Christian conservative that looks like a country singer). On top of Kelly coaching Mariotta, which removes the threat of a QB controversy...and the way

Nobody wants to jump in here and say that Manuel found a wide-open Watkins in the end zone today on a play Manuel was so late on, Watkins about broke his ankle getting into position to catch it? Okay, cool.

So, um, the depiction of the man and the circumstances surrounding his weekend as told above are delivered a TINY BIT DIFFERENTLY than in that post on Gawker about the Kardashians showing up with a camera crew.

Your final conclusion here seems to be a bit of a “...and if your mom had a dick she’d be your dad” situation. Yes, those ads fucked everything up and make us all happy to be on the road to being rid of this, but those ads are the entire reason this is an important thing in the first place. Same way how if the people

This exact scenario happened to a good friend of mine. The one job/working scenario for which he was tailor-made. He now lives with his parents in Beverley and sells coke. Still lives and dies with his Cubbies, but he goes to far fewer games now that he’s not getting client comps and trader gifts twice a week.

A guy wrote a book about this, too, around the time the documentary came out. It’s not really “about” the high-wire walk so much as the way transcendence effects those in its presence, and the wonder the WTC inspired in the wake of its then-recent destruction, and New York in the ‘70s, and love and art, but there is a

“Don’t let Bill Belvedere jism on your radio, Elrod!” is about the best thing you’ve ever written, and reading it nearly got me kicked out of this coffeeshop on account of laughing so hard.

You guys in need of a copy editor?