Great closing paragraph in that SB Nation article you linked to

Kevin Garnett might be hard to get along with? Get out of here.

Ainge turned down the above-described offer

To be fair there were two types of Cubs fan when the Sox won. The kind that were bitter about their success, and people who were all like “I’M A CUBS FAN, BUT CHICAGO FIRST!” In a roundabout way were hopping on the Sox bandwagon.

Oh, right, the Cubs.

Illinois Basketball was dope as hell. No team ever perfected the high fade fro better than them. But let’s be honest, they were 1/100th as cool as The Fab Fucking 5. I don’t know who started the baggy short abomination, but the Fab 5 announced it to a world that has yet to recover.

Don’t forget the hurt guy. He’ll be in the mix too.

Or for the whole city of Cleveland.

The mind boggles at how the organization insisted on trying to make Charlie Haeger A Thing.

You don’t know much about basketball, then.

He has a great chance of being this generation’s Jerry Dybzinski, and guys like that don’t come cheap. 

No wonder the Andersons always get tickets to the game.

Literally all wypipo right now

A frozen afterthought that was in the final 4 last year?

It’s funnier when you realize $64.11+$5.89=$70.00

Gronk: *silently calculating*

Also note that Daniel Tosh is scheduled to perform there on April 18th. Gotta maintain those high standards:

Not all coaches are able to leave their team at the beginning of a season in a lurch, amid scandal, while handcuffing the administration in to hiring their choice of successor. Then again, Barry Alvarez is only bad enough to work at one school. Go Green, beat Wisconsin 4 times to win a National Championship, talk…

Boeheim has lost a lot of his humility in the last 5-or-so years. I liked his antics in the old Big East days. But when they broke up he didn’t take it well, plus Calhoun and Thompson could keep him in check a little. Yes, he always looked out for his team and his program, but he was a huge stan for the Big East and…

And verily, it warms the cockles of my cold, shriveled heart.