The shot was pretty fuckin’ cool, but his face afterwards, goddamn that shit was priceless

Don’t be that idiot.

You can mewl that the triple-double is arbitrary or that it’s only meaningful insofar as it is an interesting quirk of the stat line, rather than a legitimate achievement in its own right, or that none of this means so much for a relatively middling team such as the Thunder. That, however, would be stupid.

Don’t worry, these things go in cycles.

This is legitimately batshit crazy. How did that get past an editor?

Hockey grandpas are the best.

If we’re so slow, how come we caught and enslaved you?

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

If only Kentucky fans knew Assad’s phone number or Yelp page.

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.

you do realize you’ve morphed into Bill Simmons, right?

This guy has yet to make it through 12 steps, let alone an entire staircase. 

Well he is an asshole for buying Knicks season tickets, but that’s more of a personal finance sin than a social ill.

A terrible NBA owner and a New York lawyer get into an argument. Who’s the asshole?

The ending was as useless and confusing as the rest of the movie, so it was perfect.

It wouldn’t have made a difference in how bad the movie was.

All hat, no cattle.

What was he in a block of ice for the last 25,000 years? Or living in a bomb shelter since 1962? How could he not know #7 was retired?

Hey, look! It’s Clint “Check Out The Balls On This Motherfucker” Frazier!

Does Atlanta need cornerbacks? If so, I would advise them to look elsewhere given Georgia’s history with Shermans.