Wait, are you saying this went completely over your head?

Yeah, he’s Guay off.

Uruwrong.

Nice try, Peter.

Is anyone else disappointed that “Adolpho” isn’t James Harrison’s pet-name for Goodell?

We’re all accountable, BarfRocket.

You mean when she ran slower than the winner?

I only bang ex-coworkers, I’m friendly and flirty with them when they work there and then stay in touch with them after they transfer or quit.

Well thanks. I’m a lady Deadspinner, but I will accept honorary bro status for this discussion. I played and coached college volleyball for a long time. It’s the sport I know best.

What you’re seeing is the way that serving philosophy has evolved in the last few (10-15 years) in both the men’s and women’s game—although I would argue that it is more prominent in the men’s game. With the men, if you serve “easy” to get your serve in the court, the opposing team is going to crush the ball back at…

An accident waiting to happen?

So Drew, probably the best pure writer on the staff, can’t publish his own posts, but nobody goes through the 150-word soccer sentences that Billy throws up on the reg? Or they do any just don’t care it reads like a Perkins egg scramble looks?

“This Site Has Too Many Soccer Articles That Billy Haisley Wrote”

“This Site Has Too Many Soccer Articles That Billy Haisley Wrote In 9 Minutes.”

It’s not juice, it’s tears. Your savory, delicious tears.

I was at a bar in St. Louis yesterday waiting for my train back to Chicago. There was a 40 something year old guy at the bar who kept yelling “Goddamnit!” and “Come on!”. Figured it was because of the Cards losing, nope, according to our waitress, he got a rock of cocaine lodged in his phone somehow and couldn’t get…

At least it was against the Powerhouse Braves. I expect the Cards will do better when they reach the softer part of their schedule.

You fixed it. That’s not fair.

This is one of my favorite typos ever: