Steven Gerrard, Gerrard! Stamps on your leg so hard! In 45 seconds collects a red card, Steven Gerrard, Gerrard!

On the flip side, he and Gus Van Sant met with my late friend Frank M Robinson to ask him questions about Harvey Milk (Frank had been his speechwriter) and ended up offering him the role as himself in the movie (his one line that survived the cutting room was "Dog shit," in the apartment, when they're trying to find…

Goddamn Moon keeps getting bigger and closer, too.

There used to be a product called Labisan, from Scandinavia if I recall correctly. It came in a small blue and white tube with a red cap, was pink (on your lips as well, as I believe it was designed for mountain climbers who didn't care about fashion) and if your lips were in bad shape it stung like crazy, but nothing…

There used to be a product called Labisan, from Scandinavia if I recall correctly. It came in a small blue and white…

"She?"

I like this comment so much I'm putting it up over the mantle.

I don't recall a header being involved with Aguero's shot/Silva's goal. And I didn't know the police had given Lampard applause. And why was there no fireworks from him?

Dammit, I didn't take your advice, and now I have to change my pants.

I wish we could dig up and reanimate Roald Dahl so he could bitch slap each and ever one of these idjits.

Fuck this guy.

Nope, not a Beefeater. Royal Guard in the bearskin cap, I think.

Yeah, I was thinking that at the end of all this they probably issued guns to all the contestants and had them go after Katniss and the rebels.

Everybody is so goddamn young in these. When I was in my 40s my wife was away at a conference and coming home on Valentine's Day. I decided to shave a heart into my chest hair. Turns out I'm not good at doing that sort of thing backwards in the mirror, and all I ended up with was a vaguely hairless blob. That was…

I'll have you know the Oilers are proudly tied with the Sabres and working hard to get their chance to screw up another potential great player. (Insert metaphor about chickens here.)

You can stick your arm out and have it past the final defender, because you're not allowed to play the ball with your hand or arm. You can't lean your head past, or stick out a foot or knee or chest or even butt, because all those body parts can legally play the ball. It's amazing how few people understand this nuance…

I just finished reading The Big Fix by Brett Forrest, and the African call does make me curious. I know most fixes happen for games almost nobody ever sees, but I do still wonder. The Tottenham goal, though, is so egregiously over the top I suspect we're looking at the assistant being taken out the woodshed for being…

If it's the same as my situation (and that of a whole lot of other people), seniority at work is a factor. I bid on holidays about midway through the table, which is better than it used to be, not as good as it could be. So I never get Christmas off, but this year managed to get the school break in February. Lucky for…

Have you thought about applying to work at Gawker Media?

God is Love (Get it in Writing) by Jeremy Clarke is, I recall, pretty wacked out. I wish I could find my copy. Well worth finding, if you can manage.

There used to be a youth coach in this town who would draw a line on the wall and if you met it or stood taller than it you could make the team. Shorter and it didn't matter how good you were. People eventually figured out what he was doing and put and end to that "career."