This test is flawed. The total is actually 16. The proctor clearly chooses to ignore the near hand-off pass between the girl and less rigid guy. I won’t.

When life gives you a Limon, you give your son a shitty first name.

I was lucky enough to be in Munich about a week or so after they won in 2011. There was a giant nike poster of Dirk that said, in German “All of the hours put in, all of the sweat... it was all worth it.” or something like that. I legit wanted a poster for the first time since I was a teenager.

Makes sense. He was probably just at Sears picking up some Union Bay t-shirts and a pair of Toughskins when he happened a great sale on those Rockports. Can’t blame the guy.

Does anyone else see two women going in for a kiss in that chart? Or is it just a vase?

I can’t believe I’m quoting Burneko:

Be cool young blood—that’s too much bat flip. He’s robbing himself of all the chill he earned by going yard with no doubt.

They’re getting the fuck out of the dugout since apparently that’s where the jackass is aiming with the bat flip.

He pitched SEVENTEEN years in the bigs! Bruce Chen! 25th man swingman supreme!

Looks like he borrowed them from the umpire.

D-Wade is still at the free throw line from that series

Holy shit, you double down with the free throw mixtape?

I’ll further maintain that Dirk and the Mavs got hosed by refs in the ‘06-’07 Finals against the Heat, where D-Wade and The Artist Formerly Known as Shaq got myriad questionable calls to go their way.

2011 will live forever in the hearts of Mavs fans and all right-thinking people.

You must be new to Deadspin Barry, we call those dongs here.

I hate music during play. It reminds me of MILL which was the most amateur sports league ever.

I went to a big-time college hockey school. They had a hockey band that played during long stoppages that wasn’t very loud, but everything else was crowd noise. I can’t recommend it enough.

I agree with you with the exception of an organ. Baseball is not baseball without an organ.

“Disrespect” is precisely the word that sums up how I feel about all the “entertainment.” I go to sporting events to watch sports. Ingress, ticket prices egress. That’s what matters. The bells and whistles to appeal to the casual fans who apparently don’t like sports enough by themselves need to all be thrown in a…

The did this at a Pirates baseball game a few years ago. I think they called it ‘old time night’ or something like that. No terrible intro music, no blaring announcements, no fucking pierogi race or any other annoying distractions. It was by far the best game I’ve been to in many, many years.