I’m just waiting for hockey to juice the pucks. 

There’s only one right answer:

5am? My Lord that’s early. I can just picture Snyder there in his office, across from a barely awake Gruden, stirring his coffee with a sleeve of gatorade cups.

If there is a baseline between exuberant celebration and disturbingly degrading behavior, these videos are a slow roller toward first that might not stay in fair territory.

My White Sox aren’t known for doing many things right, but at least they got this one right.

Well this is just a preposterous take that I will absolutely oblige.

After 3 weeks, Melvin Gordon tired of being a Sans Dinero Charger.

I’m confident that if the Bears made it to the Superbowl last year they would have scored fewer points than the Rams did.

“Baltimore’s all-time local celebrity is Edger Allan Poe, who is also claimed by literally every city on the East Coast.”

The pic of Wilson used in the lead of this article looks like he’s auditioning for a high school teen comedy series on Nickelodeon. “The real Super Bowl was the friends we made along the way.”

Sorry, but this is just bullshit. No way Roethlisberger can use PowerPoint.

Rodgers clearly with some post-traumatic stress from the 2012 Divisional round.

Sure, Amell might be embarrassed right now but this serves as a first rate audition for my upcoming epic C’mon, Man, I’m Wide Open: The Christian Hackenberg Story.