Shots fired.

May 2012. Twenty-twelve.

There is a lot to unpack here.

I’m a female. I like sports. But it seems like everyday I hear a story about how trivialized women are in sports, in sports “relationships", and now, even broadcasting. dammit.

goddamn.

That was one of the big problems with this piece. This guy, who probably pitched this piece because he wanted to re-use the reporting/sources he had from Holtzclaw’s college football career, thought he was doing something in the vein of “Serial” or “Making A Murderer.” But he never actually investigated the case or…

If you want to write a long story that paints a complex portrait of a villain, it is adivisable to first find a villian with some degree of complexity. Former college football player turned cop who likes to rape women ain’t exactly Richard III.

Count the motherfucking clauses in that sentence. Forget the horrifying shit show that was the topic, any editor who let that damn clusterfuck out the door should be fired on the spot for that alone.

“We’re talking about celebrity stuff, not politics.”...solid description of the GOP debates

“Back over to you for a rebuttal, Curt Schilling”

Welcome to Kinja, Jay.

[REDACTED] is a hell of a drug

Yeah, the stuff about the size of Francesa’s dong will get the attention, but “my first really solid assignment was at the NFL Draft in ‘91. I got to take Mike Francesa back and forth from the bathroom” is really bleak on multiple levels.

I love football, but have a harder and harder time just vegging out and watching it like a big dumb baby than I used to the more and more this information comes out. You watch a guy like Antonio Brown go ragdoll from a helmet hit, and it’s hard to ignore the CTE elephant in the room.

If it turns out that Blake has hand cancer, we’ll know for sure.

If Carolina wins, we may be drowned by the suffocating number of hot (and thinly veiled racist) takes contrasting old school Peyton Manning and the brash Cam Newton.

Not talking about the touchdown. I’m talking about the long pass on 4th and 10 earlier in the drive.

Hey, I love that movie! Cage and Travolta, right?

“Five letters here, just for everybody out there in Packer land: S-H-A-R-I-A.”