Oh wait, brown on brown? Carry on.

Thas raycess!

Nah, Triple H is pretty historically bad on the mic.

"I am ... uh ... the Game-uh ..."

However, as far as telling an in-ring story, Triple H was at his absolute prime in the late 90s, '98-'00, right before he tore his quad and then really roided up. For my money, Triple H in that run was one of the top heels of all…

+1, Stunning Steve Austin was a gem in the "Dangerous Alliance v. Sting's Squad" feud, which basically made me a wrestling fan as a kid. Lots of greats there, from Austin and Sting to Ricky Steamboat and Ravishing Rick Rude, Larry Zybyszko, Arn Anderson, Barry Windham, Dustin Rhodes. Those were the days. None of this…

1. I don't think a Web site whose editor wrote a hatchet piece about "this guy (George Zimmerman) is guilty of murder," or which ran a picture of a dead teenager with the prompt, "get angry," has the credibility to lecture anybody about pandering to cheap readership.

I'm Tom Ley, this is my contribution to journalism: three sentences from me, and then a graph/wall of text copied and pasted from someone else's work on someone else's site.

Not a direct substitute.

I guess the disconnect is on what the problem is. For you, it’s bad apples in the NFL. Fine. At least for me, I don’t think you can do much about that – albeit I think this will make a difference for a few, as you admit. Still, there are bad apples in every profession, from pro athlete on down to priest. For me, the…

Really? You don't think guys outside of the consensus top-5-or-so will make sure they pass classes so they can get into the combine? Seems like a pretty significant motivator to me.

Ditto. How fucking hard is it to pull a C- in a grade-inflated liberal arts curriculum? You basically just have to show up and turn in some of the assignments. It's like asking that future professional football players - people in which you're investing hundreds of thousands, if not millions of dollars - meet the…

God, Tom Ley is a dipshit.

"I encompass, and I eclipse."

Felt that breeze, batter.

The funny is strong with this one.

I just moved to Minnesota, was blown away by GBP. At Twins games all the other beer guys know they're peddling the fat-chick equivalent of lagers.

Fucking hipsters.

If you're paying $100 a seat to go to a baseball game, the problem isn't with someone else.

Amen, Wrigley ushers are assholes. Went there last year, an hour before the game starts I'm walking around and wanted to go up to take a picture from the bleachers (had better tickets up front). Usher very curtly stopped me and turned me away, even after I offered to let her hold my phone and wallet while I went to…

Not sure what he did wrong here ...

Her?