I went to Tennessee, which is quite fond of its large, well-disciplined, and staggeringly, staggeringly uncreative marching band (that’s not the fault of the actual band members, of course, unless they spend a lot of time asking the director if they can go a bit crazy this week and do four Sousa marches instead of…

they’re busy cartwheeling through some administrative office, playing a tuba loudly and poorly and making off-color dick jokes.

Only if the password is “Ooooooorgy.”

No, although it’s the fault of ESPN’s headline writer—beer money guy tweeted out his regrets after what his father said during a “man on the street” interview about the local school system. Had they punctuated it properly, “Beer money sign man, sorry for old racist, tweets” would have been much clearer. Although it…

Hey, don’t hate on Urban. That’s the look of a man who worked deep into the night grading papers for his ethics and leadership in sports class and has earned the right to watch a little ball on Saturday.

I believe what he’s saying is that the accounts the band people gave were bad, but it makes it look even worse when you compare the specific details given (“This person did X to me”) with how vague the response from the school was (“Something bad may have happened to someone, which, if true, is very unfortunate”).

We elected the wrong Carter.

Just to repeat the “unnecessary to repeat”--if a 200 year-old man says that he never heard of sodomy and/or child molestation, he’s either admitting to being an idiot or lying through his teeth. If he is also a classics major and devout, lifelong Catholic and says he never heard of them, we can take “admitting to…

I don’t see what the Rick Majerus biography has to do with a discussion of bands.

I have no particular issue with the word (although I enjoy when Chef John from Food Wishes breaks out “adequately hydrated” as an inoffensive alternative), but I think another contributing factor is the not insubstantial number of people who can’t seem to write or talk about food without making it needlessly…

One of my favorite professors in grad school hated “sucks,” as she would explain, because it’s a verb without an object. “So,” she would say to put the offending student on the spot, “what does it suck, exactly?” The student would be duly embarrassed, and we would move on with class. I took several classes with her,…

As of press time, Sileo has suspended himself from his Twitch channel after receiving a number of e-mails regarding his past behavior.

There’s no way the same person wrote both the tweets and the follow-up statement; otherwise the statement would have ended with a request that people prey for him during this difficult time.

Jon, Jay, and James. I haven’t seen the Gruden family crest, but hopefully, “Yep, we’re one of those families” looks better in Latin.

I blame myself for yelling “That was for Prop 8!” 20 seconds too early. And then I remembered that I live in Tennessee, where Prop 8 wouldn’t pass only because it wasn’t draconian enough. It was...a dark couple of minutes there.

In fairness, it’s only 85, 90% people predicting 10+ wins. You shouldn’t overlook the minority opinion that reporters predicting 7-8 wins are clearly motivated by hatred for the team and why the hell are they allowed to cover the team anyway?

This is a ridiculous overreaction from the referees. There’s nothing in the rulebook that says a tiger can’t play—

He might have reason to cry if he’s not game-ready for next week. My dad coached pee wee football, and no matter what creative excuse the kids came up with--mom couldn’t get off work in time to drive them to the game before it started, missed practice to study for a test, the compound fracture of the femur they got in…

Reigning National League MVP Christian Yelich will appear in the upcoming ESPN Body Issue,

I dunno. I’ve seen some videos, but damned if I know how they pulled it off—I mean, how they did it.