I saw it for the first time yesterday and had a good ol' fashioned gut-chuckle. It really sums up how I feel about so much right now.

Oh my that cracked me the F up.

1080P!

So, you had some beer in Wisconsin that you personally favor over Spotted Cow. Cool story.

You didn't get it, but it's a dull, forced joke to begin with so don't sweat it.

Tangentially related, but I'm guessing that the Big Ern' McCracken play sign is a tongue in cheek reference to Holgorsen's hair? It has to be what...a hook & ladder play? Actually, can anybody explain exactly how the hell that is used? I've never seen that used before.

"Hey man, look at that shrimp. That thing is huge!" - Tiny E

I remember a couple of years ago in another Deadspin article called "The Hater's Guide to Notre Dame" you wrote, "It's an underperforming football entity with an irritating tribal gloss of holiness, which gets far too much acclaim and adulation when it happens to succeed."

Reppin' Connecticut, LIVE straight from Bristol,

Why not just disable images across the board until you come up with a solution (I'm not a web developer so I'm sure it's not that easy)? I'm at work and it is perfectly fine for me to read all manners of interwebs, but the dick gif that I scrolled past a bit ago is altogether unacceptable and could land me in some hot…

I'm not sure why but lately I've been having dreams about being chased by bears. I'm pretty sure they are just anxiety-driven dreams, but the bear seems like such a specific symbol but I can't put my finger on it. A tornado or crashing airplane is a bit easier to decipher, but what are these bears doing in my dreams…

You know, it's just that people like this...you know...they get all they want so they really don't understand, you know... about a life like Frank's. I mean, when you've loved and lost the way Frank has, then you, uh, you know what life's about.

This card still gets me right in the feels - one of the all-time great sports cards

Meh. I went to high school in rural West Virginia in the early 90s and was called a "skate fag" and "soccer fag" on a daily basis by redneck, cracker assholes just because I was into things other than fishing and shooting fucking deer. Anytime I hear that word thrown around I want to start punching people in their…

"Fairweather fan" may be a bit less judgmental and insightful to use here than the completely meaningless and completely played out "hipster" appellation.

Meh, he makes some good points...you're the one name calling and beating your chest like a fucking gorilla on PCP.

Jim Cornette is a national treasure. His podcast is very entertaining.

There's only one answer: honey butter.

"Once a little boy sent me a charming card with a little drawing on it. I loved it. I answer all my children's letters — sometimes very hastily — but this one I lingered over. I sent him a card and I drew a picture of a Wild Thing on it. I wrote, "Dear Jim: I loved your card." Then I got a letter back from his mother…