May I suggest a John Mellencamp/Bob Seger deathmatch for this title?

Yeah but damn man, at least get your hands up when he turns and faces you for like two full seconds while obviously not looking to get past you on the dribble. That video is so funny. I love watching Jokic, he’s so good and its hilarious in the best way

I don’t care how many shots he hits or total points he scores- watching James Harden play basketball just sucks.

Yes, and it’s already been happening for years. There’s a reason why Taiwan is called “Chinese Taipei” in international sports competitions and some international trade/economic organizations. If Taiwan is even implicitly treated or portrayed as being its own sovereign nation separate from mainland China, the Chinese…

Once you notice that Joe Buck has the exact same god awful call for every pass play, you’ll never unhear it. It is infuriating and bad.

Glad to know I wasn’t the only one worried about him

Seriously. And my god if this guy is a Djokovic fan the richness of this comment would just be too much for my feeble heart to handle.

This looks a lot like the open-field tackling drills we did in high school. During my freshman year I was concussed after taking the ball carrier’s helmet straight to my own doing this shit in practice. He was much faster and stronger than me and he put me straight on my ass via his head destroying mine. I didn’t play…

As a lifelong (and recovering but still relapsing from time to time) Bears fan, Marco’s dad is THE prototypical Bears fan. You couldn’t have created this guy in a lab and made him any more perfect as the archetypal fan of this team.

Yeah extra-innings on your home field in game 7 of the World Series is nowhere near being in contention. Not in this universe or any other for that matter. Not even close. The White Sox were closer that year, to be honest.

I agree with you more than I disagree and that’s a good argument for why his dominance of clay is in a different realm than the other two dominating their preferred surfaces. I’m always in total disbelief, just like everyone else, of the fact that these three have overlapped in a single era like they have. Murray…

But why is everyone’s first reaction when it comes to the all-time slam count to just totally discount Nadal’s utter dominance of clay? This always comes up. The fact that Djokovic owns hard courts and Federer owns grass (neither on the level Nadal owns clay) never seems to be something to be discounted, and the fact…

Yeah we’ll just get to watch Djokovic moan and pout the whole time about the crowd being overwhelmingly pro-Federer instead

This guy knows Indiana. Although the region is ever-so-slowly morphing into what everything south of Hwy 30 (except Bloomington) is as well.

And the English media will drone on ad nauseam about how no other country but England/the EPL could ever possibly dominate Europe like this even after Spain/La Liga has been running shit in Europe for the past 10-15 years, often at the expense of English teams. I actually enjoy following and watching the EPL more…

Sounds like there was a laugh-snort-fart in there around the 4:07 mark. That’s the trifecta of pure joy right there.

I don’t have any stats to back this up with, but I think the elimination of the two-line pass rule after the lockout was a big change that might not have been particularly noticeable. I can think of a litany of long passes from deep in the defensive zone that defensemen like Brent Seabrook have made over the years…

That photo of Djokovic at the top is the perfect single image to describe his style and career. He is made of rubber and lightning. He gets to every ball and covers every inch of the court.

I’m a big Nadal fan with no love of Djokovic (though huge grudging respect) and I was thinking about this too- how these three players are distinctly superior on the three different surfaces and how each has a game that lines up well for at least one of the other two and creates this weird/amazing/unbreakable…

His stiff right arm floating and waving around away from his body is very odd. And the shirts, Jesus