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Really burying the lede here: the sox have called up Willy Garcia, putting the all-garcia outfield in play again

They hid a swarm of bees in the glovebox.

Another fine entry in Deadspin’s hard-hitting season-long series, White Sox Updates Nobody Wanted

Superweird how the student-athlete model precludes any possibility of the student-athlete deriving any income from his athletic abilities, or notoriety, or in some cases any additional income at all, through any conceivable revenue stream. This is traditionally NOT the case with the student-musician, student-actor,

“would get in the way of them being students first and foremost, and athletes second.”

I’ll have to remember these words of wisdom from the Ohio State and Stanford presidents tomorrow night when I’m watching Malik Hooker and Marshon Lattimore of Ohio State and Christian McCaffrey and Solomon Thomas of Stanford each

April 29th: And here he is, sitting on a couch while watching the second round of the playoffs, yet somehow reaching into the kitchen fridge for a cold mineral water.

FAKE NEWS! OBAMA MADE OUR MILITARY WEAK! SAD!

“Chico was not a saint...”

This pasty Wisconsin team beat a better, blacker Kentucky said in the final four than the one his son’s white guys lost to

“Yeah, no way a team can win a championship with 3 white guys.”

He will always have his high school diploma to fall back on.

A real star can take his team on his back. Like Steph did with fuckin Davidson. Of course Steph’s dad was actually good at basketball

Easy to say with a one-and-done son on the way out the door.

LaVarr Ball is the guy at the party who tells the same joke, while funny at first, over and over to the point where you just move to the other side of the room to get away from him.

No team is going to win a championship when their best player is Drake.

If we pretend like he’s not here, maybe he’ll leave...

Wow! Bring in Cameron Crowe, a pretty boy male lead, a mousy female co-star, a smarmy antagonist, a cloyingly adorable kid and a dad-rock soundtrack and you’ve got a predictable and too-long hit movie.

No, no, this is for basketball, not soccer.

Warning, such a diet is known to cause severe balance and pain response issues, you will tip over at the slightest brush from another person and writhe in pain on the ground for an inordinate amount of time until someone blows a whistle for you.