So, Boston folks- is Jae Crowder capable of manning the 4 full-time now that his spot is taken, or is a trade necessary? He looks like he’s burly and ferocious enough to do Draymond-like D down there, but I dunno for sure. What says you?

Those of us who are Sacramento Kings fans would do terrible things to be in the place you’re in.

Cyriak would make the children into spiders.

Could’ve taken five fucking seconds to straighten that photo. Way to half-ass it.

As long as Jack gives him this greeting, sure.

“It’s not teaching religion, but it teaches character and respect and how important it is to tell the truth”

Well, Gross is definitely the appropriate adjective for them.

I’ve been trying to think of reasons why someone would hit Orlando Cepeda in the head with a hot dog bun, and I’ve come up with four probabilities:

What? No. No.

Zero for five in OT!

At the moment, I’m reserving most of my anger for that Cousin Oliver-looking motherfucker who inherited the Raiders, but yeah, fuck Goodell and Jones too. And Spanos AND Kroenke. Just throw all of em into a trash fire and watch it burn.

I do get your point and appreciate your analogy, but no, there’s not much to go back to here. I haven’t watched the Super Bowl in years. I’ve turned down free tickets to NFL games. I don’t live in California anymore, so the only time I watch NFL games anymore are the rare times the Raiders are on national TV. I’ve…

The schools, mostly. Why spend money on education when you can have your kids bash their heads in for a one in a million shot at playing for their shitty local NFL team?

Well sure, in the same sense that most people move on from bad, inevitable break-ups. Everything becomes fine and you become happy and we’ll adjusted. Then someone mentions how your ex is doing and you’re being asked to leave the restaurant because screaming about that heartless, cheating fuckstick is not acceptable…

I’ve spent the last few years rationalizing how much I loathed the NFL with how I’ve loved the Raiders since I was a kid (I was and still am a glutton for punishment). It’s been hard to see my little son climb up on the couch to watch a gam with me while knowing that I would never, ever let him play football.

Everyday that bronzed tumor gets humiliated is a good day for America. May the weight of failure someday be too much for his twisted, traitorous heart to bear.

But this isn’t a typo. It’s a disagreement in definition. By one definition, a Cinderella is a low-seeded team without low expectations of advancing. Xavier fits that definition pretty well. However, the first article is referring to the other Cinderella definition- mid-major schools with almost no expectation of…

Heh. Doing the middle of the country thing right now- appreciate the beer but miss having things not made with sugar in them; pasta and chilli shouldn’t be sweet. And wife is on military salary right now, so the private immersion school is “kid sits on my lap alternating between Octonauts and the 5,000th reading of…

Feeling you on the hash browns. And we both drink too. I just drink a good deal more than she does.