dariusmilesintheperfectscore
Darius Miles in "The Perfect Score"
dariusmilesintheperfectscore

The year your grandfather turned one, 1925, the Yankees finished 69-85 (because Babe Ruth drank(?) himself into the hospital).

Springier would have made that catch. 

This doesn’t really make sense.

So their response to a rapidly-aging fanbase is to price out the poors and shut out the rural? Their brilliance is... staggering.

My best guess is that we will stop hearing my take shortly before we stop hearing your response.

Like every other American, I tell them the tallest height I think they’ll believe.

Still not clarified, is it the low knee or the high knee.

Ever since the MOVE bombing, I’ve refused to buy a house in Philadelphia.

Still suffering major knee damage? Colin Kaepernick. 

That Colts play is a masterpiece. It invokes such feelings of despair and helplessness. It’s like watching a hopelessly overmatched kid half-heartedly try something against an opponent, knowing in advance that they’re doomed, and it is so ill-conceived and embarrassing that you can’t even praise them for the effort. Th

Marcus Hayes is the Philadelphia newspaper equivalent of fellow local irritant Howard Eskin: an annoying blowhard who makes himself the story with staggeringly confrontational hot taeks. He is THAT GUY. There are enough good writers around here that you can just avoid him altogether. He lives for your rage. Don’t

My wife and I have been looking for a spark in the bedroom, and surprisingly it was also Ryan Fitzpatrick. 

I have an incredibly hard time imagining that someone who is good enough to start for the Oranje and was born and raised in the Netherlands would instead choose the clownshow that is the USMNT.

Haisleys gotta be damn near jizzing himself at the prospect of a good young player spurning the USMNT.

But I guess at 11 o’clock when you’re the GOAT of coaching, you go wherever you want, free ball.

Yeah, but who can find a good coke guy in Miami?

You really want to watch a person’s heart leap out of their chest and take an off-balance 3 before berating the surrounding teammates?

Just for fun, somebody introduce him to cocaine. I want to see what happens.

It’s Colorado. If you’re walking into the Pepsi Center and hear someone ask, “Nuggets?”, they are not asking if you want McDonalds.

He looks like every apprentice Plumber I’ve ever seen my main guy bring around on jobs to yell at in Polish.