If Dwight hadn’t flopped over after Bogut shoved him (which was after he shoved Bogut), it would’ve been a 2.

Fucking Joey Crawford.

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You seem mighty clenched, so I was going to tell you to take that Rockets branded dildo out of your ass, but that’d just mean you’d have another orifice to pour bullshit out of, so you might as well leave it in.

Yeah, Michael Jordan’s career was swept under the rug because he’s not light enough to pass.

Ahh yes, how could we forget that the NBA lets teams bring out their own home refs, much as the NFL allows teams to bring their own footballs.

+1 dead curtains.

Can I borrow “...and you don’t like the way the other person exists.” from time to time? That’s great.

Goddam, I get the entitled jerk who trashes a loaner and doesn’t understand how repairs work, I get the idiot who tries to drive with no brakes and doesn’t accept that it would be illegal (and immoral) to let him take the car. I definitely get someone who doesn’t know how much oil to put in their engine. Those are all…

Men... can be victimized by a patriarchal, religious structure that prizes unblinking obedience and promises that sacrificing your life to help your deity impose their will will lead to magnificent rewards after you die? Why I never!

If you like action scenes, see it; if you don’t like action scenes, see it and you will.

As over the top as this would read to an uninformed observer, it’s a dead-on capture of the subtext underlying the MRA outrage over Fury Road.

That kind of extends to anything where there’s a noticeable difference in ability or experience.

Hey, maybe try seeing people less as representatives of broad demographic categories and more as people with individual preferences, personalities, and interests.

Why the fuck would you pick the D over some of those Duke logos? I don’t care about college sports, but some of those are pretty neat.

Not the way that Glen Davis and Blake do, but I got’cha.

I’m definitely on that, but I’d also like to throw my meaningless support behind whatever the fuck it is that Shea Serrano does. He’s churning out Onion-level Bill Simmons/Buzzfeed parody and interesting personal basketball essays. He’s doing what Ryan and Sharp ought to aspire to do.

I’m bummed about the firing (because he was taking ESPN’s money and turning it into Wesley Morris articles, 30 for 30s, and Zach Lowe podcasts, and I’d read a 100,000 word Simmons meander-piece a week to keep those three things coming) but when are they going to yank his name and face off the site? It’s fucking weird…

And how do they smell?

I... that’s not really right. The Rockets had a small lead late in the second. The Clippers just ran away (it looked like, anywho) in the third.