Exactly. I’m not worried, though. I’m certain that Ashley Feinberg will clear this up for us in a follow up post. She really is great here at Deadspin.

“This is the game where Ryan Leaf finally delivers on the potential that the Chargers drafted him for!”

“Look. You just don’t bet against a team with Joe Montana at QB. You just don’t.”

House is a fictional television show 

“The player involved has been indefinitely suspended from the team”

So you’re saying the fans offer support to the players, but then try to take it away from them?

You got yourself the beginnings of a hit song on the modern country charts there, my friend.

In addition to the links from other commenters in this thread, there’s also the constant attempts at dehumanization that the trans community faces. Everything from bathroom bans to our president’s plan to redefine the word “gender” in order to remove trans people from consideration under civil rights law.

Disagree, its that freaky “perfectly straight across” hairline.

Thank you for acknowledging that I made a joke

THOSE CHEERLEADERS AREN’T HAULING IN THAT 7 YARD SLANT ON 3RD AND 19

Or we can say that 17 years is too much time for dealing drugs — or even for freaking out and killing someone in the midst of a deal gone bad — but not enough time for thinking it over, sleeping on it, and deciding to hire a hitman to kill your pregnant girlfriend because you don’t feel like parting with some of your…

I feel like we have had this discussion before. Prison over-crowding has nothing to do with murders. It has to do with drug offenses and the mentally ill. We could keep all the murderers in forever and be just fine.

Albert - I have gotten a lot of joy out of your work on this site. Your HitchBot takedown is to this day one of my favorite things I have ever read on the Internet, and your writing is a big part of how I got to be a passionate NBA fan. This piece is all true, and good, and like all of your work, well-written.

You’re a security guard stuck in the rain at an 8 hour Dolphins game, you’re “pants-won’t-stay-up” fat, your crappy poncho makes you the wrong kind of wet, and now you have to chase down a happy, healthy, wealthy 10-year-old whose life is already more interesting than yours will ever be. What’s that suicide hotline…

I saw it more along the lines of “well, if we sign all of these good safeties EXCEPT Eric Reid, it’s gonna seem obvious what we’re doing.” So, instead, they back off the position group as a whole to cover their tracks.

Jet fuel can’t melt his beaming smile!

It’s a bit difficult to sell “let’s just ignore the President of the United States,” as much as my sanity would very much enjoy that.

Wow, you’re a fucking idiot.

"What the ever-loving merciful fuck?"
Really the only way to describe this episode. And holy shit, it was fantastic.
"IT'S MY JOB!" Ken on drugs is my favorite thing ever now.