ESPN sucks at covering hockey; they are great at covering basketball. So, putting social issues in the same group as basketball makes me think the gripe is with the hockey coverage, not bball/social issues.

This pasty Wisconsin team beat a better, blacker Kentucky said in the final four than the one his son’s white guys lost to

I was in advanced discussions today with a guy trying to sell me a copier service plan. He wouldn’t budge when I told him the 2018 1st rounder had to be top 10 protected, though.

Is it a Holiday in Cambodia though?

When my girlfriend and I were watching this at home last week, I immediately yelled out “no touching!” when I saw Tambor.

So was Zach Randolph when he was young. . . . difference being, I think, Zach had a chip on his shoulder and got massively better over time.

It’s hard to overstate what a fucking fiasco that trade was for Montreal. PK was beloved by the city. His charitable efforts were herculean in that town, and was one of the lone sparks of excitement on a too-often businesslike Habs squad.

Goddamn, do I miss Ron Hextall. Growing up I was so excited to get him on to the Islanders, but it was kind of a letdown after seeing the havoc he had wrought in Philly.

There’s nothing sane about a man willing to let people hurl rocks at their face. Especially when said rocks reach upwards of 100MPH.

On the way back from my honeymoon (Turks and Caicos) we were waiting for our flight. I went into the bathroom and sat down on the stall to take a really large hangover-fueled shit. In the stall next to me I hear this little kid’s voice “Dad...I’m done...” then there’s a really long pause and the kid says meekly “I…

All this talk of lines, I assumed this was another Jim Irsay post.

It must be hard to know that you’ll never be as good at shouting things as your brother.

I’m used to it because I have a black wife and three mixed kids

Growing up, I never found out about a lie quicker than adult coaches saying, “Go out there and have fun.” I distinctly remember the first time I actually took it to heart, I was playing in our minor league baseball game (first league to use pitchers and not machines) and we were about to suffer our first loss. I was…

You’re wasting key strokes.

“Dallas Creamer” is not a real person’s name. This is a sexual act where you wear a cowboy hat and jerk off in your partner’s coffee.

Correct me if I’m wrong, Sandy, but if I kill all the golfers, they’ll lock me up and throw away the key.

wotta jabroni

Amazing guitarist and Blues artist Gary Clark, Jr. displays his talent at the White House with a cover of “Catfish Blues”.