So glad he isn't hurt. Looked bad at first, but in slo-mo looked like he jammed it, no twisting or wrenching. Glad it isn't serious.
So glad he isn't hurt. Looked bad at first, but in slo-mo looked like he jammed it, no twisting or wrenching. Glad it isn't serious.
Come on, man - spoiler alert!
I still say: he gets to 666, he should retire. Just to mess with people.
Anyone else think he should get to 666 homers and retire? Not because he's evil but as a big kiss-off to everyone?
Scott Brooks is a new coach but I think the Thunder need someone new. He's a Mark Jackson or a Doug Collins, not Steve Kerr or Phil Jackson.
I just remember how grubby everything in the movie looked, like all the buildings had been built 100 years before and never repaired - which, for all I know, may have been true. It really captured the crappiness of the 70s. And though it was a great decade for movies, and for drugs, and a not-bad time for music…
There's a Muslim girl on my daughter's U16 soccer team who wears traditional clothing like this. It gets pretty hot in Texas but at least they can sub her out. Can't imagine having to run a race in May, where temps usually get into the 90s.
I think anyone who played FIFA 13 in career mode tends to have plenty of affection for some of the lower tier teams. I played probably the equivalent of a decade for the like of Barnsley and Birmingham.
Not proven.
The play where Bo Jackson injured his hip. If that doesn't happen, he wouldn't be explaining who he is to kids.
They have Pilsner Urquell at the local brew pub, and it is indeed pretty tasty. Unfortunately I always imagine Steve Urkel as the brewmaster, which puts a damper on the whole experience
Juuuuust a little too straight-faced.
Didn't see it. It may not have been approved when I posted. Or I could be an idiot; it's a close call.
Compressing the air actually heats it up... a little. Not from room temperature to 125 degrees.
More like Vinnie Johnson's fault. If they hadn't been diving for the same loose ball and knocked heads, the Pistons would have won the title in '88.
I love Paul McCartney, and "Wonderful Christmastime" makes me want to hit myself with a hammer.
I love these "Fuck X" articles, because hey, if you can't have contempt for someone, you just don't exist.
Ha. My thoughts exactly.
Never forget Shawn Bradley - he sold more posters than Farrah Fawcett.
Shawn Bradley yawns.