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Byron Hauck
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My freshman year of high school, I found a cool new way to crack my knuckles. Nope nope nope nope. Played hockey that night (it doesn’t matter much that the goalie’s middle finger isn’t bending when it’s holding the stick), but the doctor told me to stop after that. Missed a month, lost my starting spot to the

Bar in Chicago, Jerrod Carmichael is the bartender, retired early from the Bears. Grammer is playing Frasier, who can either occupy the Frasier role, or if he wants to be busier, the Cliff role. I go back and forth on whether the bartender should be gay.

He’s made almost $24 million (before agent and taxes, without researching any endorsements). Even a third of that is life-making money.

It’s light on years though, which makes a lot of sense for a Vegas team that doesn’t know when it’s going to turn back into a pumpkin. Carey Price signed for eight years at half-again as much per year at a similar age a year ago. Henrik Lundquist signed a seven-year deal at a million more per when he was a couple

Why would you want the company to turn a profit when you can just transfer the debt to their balance sheet and force them to pay you a “management fee” for the privilege of being bought and loaded up with debt?

“the NBPA could have easily negotiated”

I know bigger people don’t tend to live as long, but if you told me LeBron lived until he was 150 I’d buy it. 

Was this the same podcast where he warned Rachel Nichols about “making Deadspin?”

If you win a race by ten hours, is your first thought “Good job me!” or “Fuck I could have gone to sleep”?

Ah shit, I’m a white guy with a pair of fingerless gloves I use most of the winter. They just look like regular black cheap fleece gloves with the tips of the fingers chopped off. I take the bus and I never found a pair of “smart” gloves that fit my hands. Am I unintentionally signalling I’m a particular kind of

Those look like they’re all in LA, any recommendations for Portland?

I like to imagine that all the criteria they list are to exclude specific, overeager members of their training and office staff: “Are you a lefty [no we don’t need you Randy the strength coach] with (somewhat of) a cannon arm [Accounting Steve, that weak shit you throw isn’t even close] and a dream of being in the big

Every smart hockey writer was laughing at the Hall-Larrson trade when it happened:

Good job Ken Holland, you signed a player shitty and dirty enough I was rooting for a Red Wing to lose a fight.

No?

I start with no interest in watching boxing, and then you write something, and then I look up when the fight is.

So is this two straight episodes where the climax is watching a likeable young woman get slowly mind-executed with an unflinching camera? I’ve never been this close to quitting.

Free Press, rather, misread which paper it was.

I think you forgot the link to the Detroit News report, would you mind including that?

No. If a billionaire can take $10 million, he’s going to take $10 million, whether that drives his profit on the team from $50 million to $60 million, or from $150 million to $160 million. (The idea that there’s a scenario where they’d need that $10 million to break even is absurd.)