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J. Alora
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People didn’t like him because he was surly. But I’d take him over anybody.

Did you see Gugliotta match up with Evonne Goolagong? She could smack a tennis ball around.

Who’s balls are you feeling that are cold? I’ve never understood this.

Did we all forget “The Decision”? How is what Durant did worse than that?

Happy Ramadan.

Holy shit, really? Didn’t he have a heart attack on TV or something?

It’s so much easier when the famous person is dead. I mean, nobody gives a shit that Rod Laver used to strangle aborigines for a cheap thrill anymore.

Do Asian people ever do “round eye” thing?

Strickland is totally in the wrong for throwing at somebody. Of course, Bryce Harper sucks. They should totally settle it in Thunderdome.

Beautiful straight right from Strickland, but the worst part of it was Morse and Samardzija smacking heads.

I hate four game series. They feel so unnatural. RULE OF THREES, DAMMIT!

I would actually pedal my bike to my Grandma’s house and eat every lunch break. I remember using a can of PAM spray every week just to grease the skillets I’d use to fry my eggs. I would fry two, then eat those sandwiches while I was frying the other two.

For breakfast, I’d eat an entire box of sugary kid’s cereal (Fruity Pebbles and Captain Crunch were my favorites) with whole milk and chase it with a Coke. Lunch usually meant four fried egg sandwiches with Kraft Singles and mayonnaise on white bread washed down with 64 oz. of Sunny Delight. Then whatever my Mom or

He’s belongs in the Hall of Fame, but I’ll never respect the most flagrant flopper in the history of the NBA.

I must be in the minority, but I think trying to plunk somebody with a 90 mile and hour fastball is worse than calling them a faggot.

Two games for saying a naughty word and a verbal warning for throwing a 90 mile an hour fastball at somebody’s head. Sports are weird.

And yet dog fighting is frowned upon.

Up the Irons! That’s clearly Eddie.

Get him a body bag! Yeah!

As a Warriors fan since 1982, I am relishing our heel turn. Nobody gave the Warriors a second thought most of the first thirty years I watched the team. I’m still stunned by their relevance.