Defensive Coordinator Saunters into Home with 3 Pizzas & Stuffed Animal
WAY TO ALPHA, BROTHER.
I have invited Fivethirtyeight.com data journalist Reuben Fischer-Baum to discuss this spreadsheet and what it may indicate about the sexual prowess of the guy who made it.
Bert: "God this feels so good. Yeah baby. Yes! Yes! Yes! I love you so much. Oh Betty, god that's good."
Shouldn't this be on Regressing?
If this lackluster Excelmanship is any indication, this is a man who lacks passion.
I use a similar spreadsheet, except column A is formatted YYYY.
We can almost hear the echos from you high-fiving yourself when you typed those in.
If this guy wanted to get really anal, he'd probably be turned down for that too.
Presumably it's to improve the operation, if nothing else...
When talking about ESPN and FS1 are we really comparing apples to apples?
If they go to the trouble of responding, Murdoch will be sorry. But that's life.
Sorry! but Murdoch has no clue the risk involved.
Just gonna leave this right here
Between TBS's and TNT's college basketball, FS1's soccer, and of course, the NFC on FOX, it's not hard to connect four dots in this play.
ESPN has almost everything it wants; Fox, NBC, and the Time Warner properties merely scrabble over the remnants.
"Rupert Murdoch would love a mint like that in the fold."
I bet they change their name before the Redskins do.
After noticing Captain Ahab's lustful glare, Dorothy and her friends tried to avoid eye contact as they quickly and uncomfortably shuffled away. The Captain was left behind as he quietly licked his lips and uttered, to himself, "Har, poon."