Truly, the t-shirt market hasn’t seen a player quite this big in decades.

I recently saw a man pushing a cart down the middle of a busy industrial street, big trucks whizzing and swerving around him, and I started to call the police but then I stopped because I wasn’t entirely sure they wouldn’t just shoot this poor, confused man. I tried to find a homeless hotline or some other way to get…

Chest pains, lack of sleep, “troubling symptoms”. That sounds like good old fashion crippling depression to me. A likely side effect of being literally stepped over and stepped on by superstars your entire life. Prescribed treatment is getting the fuck out of Cleveland.

Baron in the dining room with a candlestick.

My fave pic of my boys ever. Which reminds me of the cover of Stepbrothers. But they are real brothers.

This is Nacho - he’s ready for the office or a night out. We adopted him about a month ago. He’s blind in his left eye and has the stinkiest farts. But he makes up for it in cuteness.

RPI is trash. Just like you.

I’m just glad he went with “someone from whom I bought cocaine” as opposed to the more colloquial “someone I bought cocaine from”.

If you can’t trust your cocaine dealer, who the hell can you trust? Life is hell

This is...SnortsCenter

Yeah he is....

You do realize that “Saul’s informant friend” is Ivan Krupin, who played a major role in season 5, right?

“I don’t care how many applications you submit, inmate Sandusky, I am NOT transferring you to Iowa!!”

Tim Donaghy has already submitted his application.

Connor McDavid is Having One Hell of a Wasted Season

His shootout goal is mind-beinding, I can’t even imagine having the hands to make moves that fast and keep the puck on my stick. Watch that next to this:

The Oilers sweeping both the Islanders and the Devils this season means we won the trades we made with both teams. 

Connor McDavid is Having One Hell of a Wasted Season

McDavid will look great playing alongside Hall in NJ when Chiarelli trades him for Vatanen and a 4th round conditional pick.

I was at an ostensible Islanders bar last night, with about 15 TVs in the place, and only one screen—one of the smaller ones—had the Islanders-Oilers game on.