they no longer have any non-Premier League midweek obligations for the rest of the season

I've posted this like five different places, but it was a hit and run.

It was a hit and run.

It was a hit and run, FYI. He doesn't normally swing at those pitches.

"And after all that waiting and walking and anticipation, I was greeted with a makeshift ballroom that was largely empty inside, like I had just traveled through the vein of a corpse to find its heart missing. That's kinda what it's like to hear Roger Goodell talk. It sounds very strong and noble and then you look…

Appel has pitched very well recently and I think some part of that is the vote of confidence he got from management. The decision to bring him up was the Astros prudently managing the ego and confidence of a huge prospect whose pro career had a rocky start; who cares if a couple of the scrubs currently masquerading…

I can't begin to tabulate all the misplaced rage and self-loathing I felt simply because I was rejected by ONE human being. That bitch! Women are bitches! I'll kill them all! It's like a serial-killer origin story.

We have to talk about Liverpool, who made it to the ball and immediately hit it off with Prince Charming, only to hear "Drunk in Love" on the speakers and then watch the Prince's old flame Duchess Diva lure him to the dance floor, where they proceeded to grind the night away. Sure, Cinderella still ended up with Earl…

centre-right? 200 meters? sorry, i don't speak canadian.

"I of the Tiger" is an occasional column about fitness, and how you're doing it wrong.

Definitely a foul. Definitely a dive. Schweinsteiger never touched the ball. Check out the reverse angle.

Wait, seriously? That was a textbook example of how to take a charge. The dude lowered his shoulder and Morgan was in a legal defensive position. Was not aware people thought it was a flop.

Not gonna hate. I don't know about Samer, but Bieber can skate backwards, which is more than I can say for myself.

Buffalo chicken dip is amazing, and I would eat it every day and twice on Sundays if it didn't give me fiery diarrhea shits. Salsa is great, but Buffalo chicken dip transcends the English language. Get off your soapbox and to an establishment that sells this divine treat posthaste.

You've never actually heard Boeheim's name read out loud, have you?

Good point—he should have been born in a wealthier school district and raised around more well-off peers so when he was 25 years old some guy on the internet could be more impressed by his high school achievements.

Idk, maybe the whole salutatorian of his high school class thing. Stanford doesn't hurt.

Nobody in Memphis gives a fuck about Georgia. That's a pretty large portion of Tennessee.

Ugh, the days when I'm still at the office when DUAN pops up on my feed are the worst. Unfortunately, that has been most of the days recently.