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A sign of skill and intelligence in writing is the writer's ability to trim away the fat and cut to the chase. You could've just admitted you have a problem with successful young black men, and, given the opportunity, you'd use Andrew Luck's unwashed, game-worn jockstrap as a coffee filter.

Yeah but lets ignore that Peyton Manning scored a 28 and Dan Marino scored an 15. I mean if you want to judge someone's intelligence based off the wonderlic test that's up to you, but personally I don't really think it is a very consistent or good metric to gauge someone's intelligence. Besides Sherman pulled a 4.0

The local media doesn't even try, Marshawn doesn't like doing interviews and they respect that for the most part. It's the national journalists that seem to think he's pissing in their cereal by not wanting to talk. I'm a Hawks fan, I could care less if he talks. I'd prefer they just leave the dude alone.

The funny part is all the people getting so indignant about all of this. As if this has any real effect on anyone's lives.

I think it's great non-performance art by Marshawn. Most interviews with athletes and coaches are unentertaining, trite and uninformative except for the occasional "Playoffs! Playoffs?", "You play to win the game!" or "They were who we thought they were." If I were the local paper or TV station beat writer for the

If the reporters really need a quote that badly to bolster their game story, how about just going to one of the other 52 guys in the locker room? Clearly he's just going to do some variety of this every week. Too bad he doesn't play a European soccer league where he could just pretend that he didn't really speak the

...holding his dick from the sideline

To Stuart Scott, to Jim Valvano, to my dad, to everyone who has been taken by this horrible disease but who wouldn't go until they'd put up one hell of a fight to the very end...

YOU ARE NOT HELPING WITH THIS RIGHT NOW

I really appreciate what Scott had to say about cancer. It makes me very angry when people say that someone "lost their battle with cancer" when they die. We all die, and some of us die of cancer. The point about all of us, no matter how we die or how long it takes, is how we live and what our life stands for by the

I'm not American so the only ESPN people I know are the guys who do College Football but even if you don't like a person (like Storm) watching them break the news of their friend's passing and seeing them tear up eulogising them will always make you sad.

I don't for a second believe it's what the audience wants. I believe those things are what they tell us we want in a way that fools a lot of people into thinking it is true. I turned my back on day to day ESPN programming years ago and don't miss a thing. In my head it will always be Scott and Eisen and that special

I lived in Wilmington, NC in the early 2000's and would walk my dog on Wrightsville Beach pretty frequently.

Being as I graduated from HS in 1993 and Dun-un-nun Nun-un-nun with always be something that rings home for me, and he was a staple of my growing up. His speech at the ESPYs was poignant, and completely honored exactly why the award was modeled after Jimmy V in the first place.

Fuck you ESPN. Fuck you right up the ass.

Eisen... damn. Maybe it's the dreary morning, but I'll say this: may all of us have friends who mean so much to speak so poignantly after we depart.

In October 2009, I was a senior at UNC, writing for the Daily Tar Heel. I was covering a women's volleyball match right before Late Night with Roy, which Scott hosted. When the match was over, I was set to leave, and Scott came over and sat at the press table next to me. We chatted for about ten minutes (I knew his

Amen, that ESPN tribute turned me in to a snotty nosed, teared up mess. Rich Eisen's tribute on NFL network fucked me up too.

Who the fuck is cutting onions around here?