The NPFL's best player, Badluck Soccerman, has had an especially difficult time coming to terms with corruption in his beloved league.

You'd miss your high five too if you heard your wife loudly propositioning sex to a stranger in the next row up.

I was a board straightener at a lumber yard for some time in the early 1970's. The boards would come flying down a giant metal chute at me 3, 4 at a time. Well, it was up to me to make sure these soaking wet boards were straight, and straighten them I did. Boards came rocketing at me from every direction, yet I…

Luckily for Paschke, justice is a chick.

This story definitely has...uh...the potential to continue indefinitely. That is to say it has——

Things went from bad to worse when player representatives' salads were discovered to be topped with bleu cheese at a peacemaking luncheon with Grambling brass.

Unfortunately for his health, Finley operates on a "3 strikes and you're just fine" policy.

It's nice of the American Sabres to accommodate their expatriate teammates' desire for a traditional Canadian church service.

This reminds me of the old ABA days when the South Indiana Pots and the Cumberland Kettles played to an infuriatingly stupid tie.

If they don't watch out, Grambling could end up on the list of historically whack colleges.

Sucks to be an effigy. They only get leftover Reebok gear.

Drained by the effort of writing a great article, Strauss headed off to the batting cages for a snow cone and some prayer/reflection.

You clearly haven't played pepper with Uther Pendragon lately.

Just be aware that a Baja Falcon Chalupa will not sate a playoff-sized appetite.

That's it. SB2k14 in Jackson is off.

Baseball card stop motion animation may be cool, but you're always just one David Wells candid nude away from disaster.

Soon, everyone is screaming.

Pictured: Vi Ripken being mugged for Cal Ripken home run ball.