I know you all have to jump on the click train, but this take is ridiculous.

I agree. I think you have to squint really, really hard to see this ad as The Problem. It’s a pretty basic appeal for Fact in a word of Opinion. It goes out of its way to include to a larger community of journalists. It rightly positions itself as Attacked. There’s nothing here that’s wrong. 

This ad was fine. You’re being a bit of a dick about all this. 

Sporting News got you covered.

McVey’s little trick of talking to Goff until the headsets cut off at 15 seconds has, over the course of the season, ultimately revealed an uncomfortable truth: either this coaching trick has gutted Goff’s confidence, or it betrays a horrifying inability to audible.

Hekker for MVP. Or Allen. It’s close.

Self-tampering > family tampering

Papelbom seems pretty stoked!

Bless you. I am absolutely making this — Mrs. Razor loves variety in her ketchup game — but I’m just going to throw this out there: I’m gonna roll with tomato paste instead of ketchup and tweak the flavor profile as needed.

To be fair, McCartney thought he’d handed over two £100 notes.

Depending on the stat you want to look at, the Pistons third best player this season... actually it might be Jackson. Drummond is second in points, player efficiency, and VORP.

It was last night!

Yeah, whistle wasn’t for three-seconds, it was for copyright infringement.

And then a little later:

Yeah, if the whole dang table wants tiny cheeseburgers and chicken nuggets, honestly, why should any server care? If it’s on the menu, sell it. If a restaurant is losing money because they’ve underpriced kid-sized portions, WTF is management even doing?

Not wrong.

Well, hindsight is 20-20, so the Knicks are probably figuring this gets them back to .500.

Porzingis/Robinson/Hardaway Jr. for Davis/Okafor? Swap young bigs and disgruntled stars — but the Knicks would still need to shed more salary to make that work and probably NOLA doesn’t want Hardaway Jr.. Who the fuck knows.

What?! No! WHAT!? NO!!!

Charles Oakley was the goddamn business.