I swear on my mother’s eyes that I thought the exact same thing.  It never occurred to me that he wasn’t still playing.  

I can’t even muster a bad pun.  She had such a bright future on and off the course and she won’t get to do any of it—we live in a shitty world. 

Wow, Taiwan got ROC’d.

Probably wanted a discount. Judging from the photo he’s accustomed to the fringe benefits that come with being a famous boxer.

Now that I’m reasonably certain what f’ing song is gong to be playing on a loop in my brain for next three days I can relax and enjoy the rest of my night. Thanks.

Not for nothing but I can’t really be mad at the guy.  I’d love a beach house.  

This guy has a BS from Baylor, two Masters degrees from Vandy and a PhD from Texas. He has a first class education and a great job at a major university. And his career might very well be defined by being a snitch to make Baylor look better by in effect working in direct opposition to groups supporting victims of sex…

That dude has hair like a LEGO man.  

“Chewing on a Dorito”? I surprised he didn’t chip a tooth.  

Why Gitmo?  He’s already in Cleveland.  

They banned him?  I think if you get thrown out of a gym you got barred.

I know a guy who owns one of these places—it’s a perfectly fine sports bar/restaurant. They support a ton of youth baseball and softball teams and are very involved in the community. It’s easy to pile on the concept and the name because of this one knothead owner but there are plenty of chan restaurants that are…

I’m pretty sure that’s Katt Williams.  

I misread this as “curses to a win” and was disappointed when there was no swearing.  It would be better if there was some profanity.  

With the rogues’ gallery that made up the Florida roster during that period of time an aggravated battery charge was probably just part of an average Tuesday morning.

Matt Carpenter clearly ignoring the “No Pepper” signs.  

I’ll bet some of them got cut up into pieces and stuffed in a bucket, though.  

This guy is actually writing rhymes about fantasy football. The first verse was about Dalvin Cook—and how he might have to give him a second look.

For some reason I clicked on the article to read more about these goons—dude actually purchased a booth not a both. A booth for his company which apparently combines rap and fantasy football. I have no idea what that entails but I almost have to find out because I hate myself and don’t deserve nice things.

Simplex and to the point.