There’s a lot of shit in this world that I have no control over and I’m okay with ignoring, but the fact that Reggie Miller has a thriving television and movie career fills me with endless rage. Goddammit I need to punch something.

I remember reading about Dawkins coining the term via a Peter Farb book about ten years ago, and I thought for sure it was pronounced “m’may”. Boy was I an IDOIT!

Give me a Kemba. Give me a Horford. Give me an Olidi—

FYI—follow that press release link for some sweet, sweet hi-res photos. New wallpaper time.

Just change the “7” to a “32” and you might as well start calling George Hill “Sonny.”

And every quarter last night all Jekyll/Hyde style, too:

I felt the exact same way about my 245. There were lots of small repairs that I neglected in a “it’s just an old car” kind of way. I sold it and got something more modern and spry, but damn I miss the Volvo’s practicality. I wish I would have given it more love when I had it, and then maybe I would have been more keen…

One other reason: To not to let the opponent score a point. AKA “defense”.

David Thompson, once a good basketball player and most recently a member of the aforementioned useless Commission on College Basketball, was present at Monday’s panel.

Luke warm take here: The whole “walk the dog” routine is never worth it. At most you save how much time? Like 0.27 seconds? Pretty much all high-level basketball players—especially point guards—are fast enough. Just grab the damn ball and dribble it up the court!

That’s my alma mater!

Dog Bless Torch!

Hey! Duke finished the year with the 9th best adjusted defensive efficiency rating in the country, so take that!

Shout out to all the technical writers! (AKA the original “tech” writer.) Nice to get recognition for something other than poorly translated English.

Totally agree. The braceface made me do a double take.

Lawrence Moton bitch

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Agreed. It shouldn’t have made it past the editing room.

Agreed as well. Hyundai knows how to make an front grill look aggressive but still pleasant to the eye. No constipated Predator or catfish face here.

Starless hurts so, so good. There’s a live version on one of the box sets (blanking on the name) that has brought me to tears.