No one understands the experience of black Americans and racial politics like a milquetoast NFL quarterback who pretends to be a veteran because he trained with marines once and, also, whores himself out for a pyramid scheme.
No one understands the experience of black Americans and racial politics like a milquetoast NFL quarterback who pretends to be a veteran because he trained with marines once and, also, whores himself out for a pyramid scheme.
Honest question: If turn on Skip and Shannon’s new dumpster fire of a television show and then proceed to throw my television into a dumpster fire, will this Skip’s reign of terror finally be meet its fiery end?
First WYTS about the Seahawks and now an article mentioning local host and all-around shitbag Dori Monson. What a day! For those of lucky enough to have never heard this man jack himself off during his broadcasts, Dori panders to old and the ignorant who feel like the world has passed them by and pine for a time when…
And probably should have added a strange, flag-related threat such as: “If I ever run into Kaepernick, I’ll nail a flag to his back and mail him to Iran!”
You forgot to mention that you have friends that are blacks.
Plush one starch.
How much are the Chargers going to charge him for it?
This is obviously just a case that proves boys will be boys. Hopefully, this little scamp has learned his lesson and promises not to make this same mistake in the future.
“Jost Gordon Hits Brent Grimes, Scores Touchdown”
Who is the Dane Cook of sports writers?
Which staff member is the most insufferable in their fandom?
Not to besmirch your fine work, Nick, but if you remove Fournette from this it, this is the preseason headline that has been written about LSU’s football team for the past decade. Zach Metternberger wasn’t terrible, but, due to knee injuries, he was basically an automated jugs machine.
How dare you ruin my bad, lazy joke.
Why is Tim Tebow pitching in the Little League World Series?
It’s unfortunate that Josh Shaw was not there to save him.
My best friend wore a short-sleeve dress shirt with a tie to a wedding all of six years are when we were both 27 years-old. Thankfully, he was the only one and we all ridiculed him mercilessly.
When I was five years-old I walked into the family room of our suburban Wisconsin home and asked my parents what they were watching. “The Super Bowl, son,” my Dad responded sounding mildly disappointed, “Would you like to join us?”
Dean Spanos is a modern-day Robert Irsay. Someone should probably pour him a cup of coffee and take his keys.
Well, to be honest, she does have a good point. Drunkenly talking excessive amounts shit to police officers and perpetrating violence against family members are key indicators of greatness. Just look at Adrian Peterson!