Yeah, that and, oh, I don’t know, the stiff arm across the fucking neck?

You don’t.

So far as I’m concerned, UCF is the 2017-18 national champion, and UA-U[sic]GA is a battle for second place.

Just how does one manage to get kicked out of the freaking Sun Belt Conference?

To be fair, it is horrible TV.

Oh, minimal competence takes printed books, years, and dedication.

It’s also not Peckerwood Airport, which would be fitting.

Sylacauga, Alabama’s own.

Never. Touch. Stripes. Even. Slightly.

They lost to the Saskatchewan Roughriders, 31-20, in the East Division semifinals.

“. . . a Clippers fan . . .”

Obligatory lawyer note: the legal meaning of “should” is “does not have to”.

Groan. +1

Counterpoint: Twats can be exactly right.

“Back in my day, we just used our imagination to get off.”

Given his performance, 4.8% of what he’s owed this year still greatly exceeds his market value.

“I wonder what’s different about him versus me.”—Colin Kaepernick

So Penn State football coaches are now physically abusing young men instead of sexually abusing young boys. Hey, baby steps.

Counterpoint: Don’t fuck with the field of play.

No matter the sport, I find that idiot coaches invariably go most apeshit over the most obviously correct calls. No different here.