This is the same joke that was used on the last Wade article.

Rick Reilly tweeting is like seeing leaked photos of Justin Verlander's penis. They're both penises.

I mean, Johnson was a couple feet from where he needed to be...that's why he had to lurch forward to tag Lofton. You can see him snap out of his disappointment as soon as the catcher throws the ball to him and he realizes "oh shit, Lofton is coming from second?" He was out of position. But, I digress. It's a worthless…

Johnson not realizing Lofton was coming in is the same thing as Lackey not covering. Neither were accounting for the runner on second scoring. It has nothing to do with Johnson doing his job and Lackey not doing his job. They both fucked up.

Johnson was only in position because there was a runner on third. You can tell he had no idea Lofton was coming in.

Eh, kinda helps when you take over a team with an established identity. Lots of people could have coached that team to 39-4 because of the job Kerr had done with them previously. He maybe didn't deserve coach of the year this past season, but he deserved it more than Walton.

They don’t need to go 73-9. They need to lock up the one seed and the REST THEIR STARS, just like they did not do this year. Then they need to win the championship. That's it.

He could have realized that he had no chance to get Durant, considering their selling point was a "big four," and that there was a much better potential "big four" to be had just a few hundred miles north. Seriously, did anyone think they had a chance? They could have gone out and tried for Batum, Courtney Lee,…

No, no, no. Drew HATES mayo. It's like, the thing he hates most.

Can't these tennis fuckers just tell me whether it was actually out or not?

Because he just ate? Because he always just ate.

Most of them probably just ate, too.

I was in LA in my late teens/early twenties with a buddy who was originally from there. Early in the day, my buddy explained to me that while growing up poor, some of the best entertainment came from watching the local news. That night, we flip on the TV in our hotel room, and sure enough, we spent the next two hours…

Doesn't "phew," mean something like "what a relief?" I can't figure out what context you're using it in.

Ugh, and here I thought I was the buzzkill. You're the worst.

Clearly, you haven't seen enough movies.

San Diego weather: 75 almost daily, no humidity. Florida weather: more hot and ridiculously humid. But sure, rate San Diego's weather "good" and pretty much every city in Florida's weather "great." Los Angeles crime: Low? Is this thing being serious? And, the only difference between LA and San Diego, according to this…

Minor gripe aside, it doesn't matter because we're all voting for Stephen Smith. Fuck his pretentious middle initial.

Like the Oscars did with Best Picture, Deadspin needs to expand the nominee list. There are just too many shitheads to pick from, and none of them deserve to avoid nomination.

But, his performance was perfect.