The hit was clean. The punch in the back was garbage though.

A hockey coach tried to tell me my 13-year-old’s ruptured disc was “growing pains.” This was in a no-pressure summer fun league. WTF.

“I said, ‘Don’t worry! You’re good for this country! You don’t have to worry! Unless you starch my underwear …” he says.

Dupe. Goddammit Kinja.

Ms. Williams if you’re Nastase.

“...skate off on his own” is an exaggeration.

I’m a little dismayed they didn’t put him on a stretcher. Watching them escort him off was dreadful.

Honestly, part of what I love about Dick Beardsley is how everyone goes to pieces over Dick Beardsley.

I hear that down at Breitbart, there are no neutrals there. You’ll either be a union cuck or an alpha with fake orange hair. Which side are you on?

Sorry, all — the capitalist machine was briefly owning me.

Sorry, all -- I’m running late on this one.

One and done is how I like my stories to scroll on a website.

Beer leaguer here -- harder to skate without it, there’s no doubt.

I love how his teammates all take their sticks with them when they leap out of the box.

Peggy Noonan photo means it’s Peggy Noonan Worst Writing Time.

I’m glad I saw this. Her voice made my day. Thank you.

Beyond greed, I’m not quite sure what that might be.

After seeing what it can do to people (RIP Boogaard), I’m really trying to not enjoy hockey fights, but watching Chris Stewart get to work is such a pleasure.

$1,000/month for six months to $70,000 a year plus bonuses? Power never gives voluntarily; you have to fight for it, every damn time. Solidarity.