My dad works with George Springer’s dad; He said that for years, George Sr. would play up George Jr’s accomplishments and they’d all roll their eyes. “George is going to start for varsity as a freshmen”. “George is going to make the All-State team”. “George might get drafted, but he’s going to get a full ride to…

Unfortunately too many bike shops sell too many hybrids with crappy suspension forks.

Found this fan photo of Sicnarf’s round taken from the stands

So I’m driving up to Estes Park on a Sunday and US 36 is bikes galore. Mostly the bikers are totally cool - they signal, they ride in the shoulder, they pay attention. I have no problems. Yesterday, however, I’ve got two cyclists in the right hand shoulder headed toward me and a third cyclist hugging the double yellow…

Hey, leave hybrids alone. I use a hybrid as my commuter bike and it’s great as a low-effort ride that can get some speed while withstanding various types of terrain, like smooth roads and rocky roads and pothole roads! I wouldn’t recommend a road bike for beginners in urban areas since you don’t want to have stability…

Dear Nashville,

There’s evidence of settlements with one long village street/ Farmsteads hamlets little towns the framework was complete.....

Nashville vs Ottawa finals—would be Gary “Boo!” Bettman’s worst nightmare.

But why couldn’t they shoot the trigger off his gun instead?

I have, in fact, met every single hockey writer without exception. Assholes all of them. Michael Farber sells expired milk to children. Bob McKenzie farts on escalators with people behind him. Roy McGregor double dips his chips and licks his fingers.

It’s wrong to totally overexpose this facet of Boston life, they’re used to quietly going about their day-to-day business without pop and sports culture making a disproportionate fuss about them.

And Drew’s point is proven.

Check your white privilege, brah.

“Pssshhh...Dan Muller? Do you even LAX name bro?!”

That’s exactly what someone deep into this would say.

I shit you not....I used to read the comic strip Nancy every fucking day because I was convinced/scared that the one day I didn’t read it would be the one day that it was funny.

Aight, here’s the thing: what if your hoppin’ John is better than the one that somebody’s grandmama brought? What you gonna do then? What’s anybody gonna do? It’s gonna be weird, is what. Why even put the whole cookout in that situation?

I thought I could cook Italian food well. I made dinner for some Italian friends. I no longer hold that belief.

This is hilarious, and very informative.

This is fantastic information, thank you. A follow up?