Look upon the face of pure evil, and weep.

I think we’ve reached that point. I’m still not sure the Sixers believe his shoulder is actually hurting. Either way, I’m extremely worried about his future.

At what point is “no structural damage” actually a bad thing? I mean, in this case if they found something more concrete they could fix it. I’m wary of injuries that require an unspecified amount of rest.

I guess this is another learning point on how to accept those you care about, Fultz and all.

Why I totally saw this coming and knew something like this would happen.

Sixers get stitches.

On the plus side, it appears that Puerto Rico will officially cancel Whitefish Energy’s sham contract.

Get drafted in the top five by the Sixers, get injured.

Looks like Indy is all out of ... good fortune. opportunistic bounces. winning lottery tickets.

This is unsurprising to anyone who’s paid attention to the Colts for the past decade or so, since the only O-lines Jim Irsay cares about are crushed up oxycontin.

Football does terrible things to decent people. When battle isn’t being waged on the gridiron, they’re very well-meaning, rational human beings. But once the opening whistle blows, the tribal mentality kicks in. An opposing gladiator’s injury that might require hospitalization is suddenly a cause of celebration.

As a Minnesotan I was unable to escape the blowback of this event, even as I’ve completely cut the NFL out of my life. I heard my neighbors going nuts, which I assumed meant the Vikings scored. Then the texts from my Vikes pals started rolling in. “Barr 4 prez,” and various other flavors questioning Rodgers’…

The NFL is the only league that actively puts its best, most exciting players at such serious risk in each game.

Good. Fuck him and fuck Packers fans.

He’s the best quarterback I’ve ever seen, and making him play for McCarthy all these years, and giving him no weapons, is one of the greatest crimes in sports.

It’s remarkable how when Rodgers leaves the field, the Packers become the Browns INSTANTLY.

That was a stroke.

McCarthy’s playbook is now useless, as it consists solely of “Have Rodgers pull amazing plays out of his ass to save us.”

It’s weird how that occurs at the strangest moments, often right before disaster strikes. For me it happened just as I was biting into my 4th Chalupa at Taco Bell.

Looking at the replay, I don’t think the hit or the turf impact did much damage. It looks to me like while he was airborn, Rodgers experienced a super-lucid moment of existential cosmic awe. He got a tiny glimpse of the void and now he’ll never be the same.