Did you guys make a conscious decision to give extra love to sports photographers recently? You’ve given them lots of dap lately, and I’ve enjoyed it.

Sauce?

Who is your favorite Dodger of all time?

You’re underselling its taste. Heineken, like you said, is horrible. But Budweiser, like cats, is fine.

I agree with all of that. I think the reality is that I’m not a devout basketball fan to begin with, so I lack the passion of a lifelong fan. I got into the Kings at a convenient and really exciting time. As the Dodgers have fallen short my entire adult life, the Giants have won three world series. Never would I even…

I moved from LA to Sacramento when I was 14. I was already a Dodgers and LA Kings fan by that time, having played baseball and hockey growing up. Right when my family moved north, the Webber/Bibby Kings were taking shape, and I cared about basketball for the first time. By 2002 I was all in, and I felt like my…

Kinda reminded me of this great prank caller Longmont Potion Castle, beautifully derailing and sputtering out conversations.

But wasn’t he one of the people lingering awkwardly on stage during that Tidal announcement?

The big winner in this highlight is Ollie’s Bargain Outlet.

Podcasts can be consumed passively (while doing annoying things like washing dishes or cleaning the house). That’s when I tend to listen to them. Reading has to be done actively. Even though I prefer reading, I don’t think one is a replacement of the other.

Vlade punches the ball out to Horry for the open three.

My vote:

I immediately thought of this article. So damned good.

Wouldn't that mean your juice is warm?

Are there any NHL teams that use Tusk as their goal song? There should be.

When you eat oranges, do you peel or slice?

First this MMQB guy and now this Broncos safety. If cab assaults come in threes, my money's on Hunter Strickland.

His head is sufficiently shaved. WTF is the barber doing?

Good thing about being red-green colorblind. I had no idea what this article was talking about at my first few glances.

Hopefully they went to Josh Beckett's neck of the woods: the land of fried chicken and beer.