Stephen A. Smith is shaking his head disapprovingly at you and muttering, “You do not want to make an enemy of me.”

“It must really suck to be friends with Gilbert Arenas.”

“The depressing thing about tennis is that no matter how good I get, I’ll never be as good as a wall.” - Mitch Hedberg

Whatever, Samer. Even diehards will acknowledge that the 2016 Cardinals season is pretty much done and dusted, and that Cards fans are now going to focus all their rooting energy on their second favorite team, the police.

Am I the only one that stars every one of these, and makes sure to open it on my laptop, phone, and tablet so it gets all 3 clicks?

I’m sure it was eclectic, rustic, fun, casual, and intimate.

For all his difficulties with his fellow players during his career, I’m finding post-retirement, post-American steroid freakout, post-return to baseball Barry Bonds to be a revelation. He offers legitimate insights into both player dynamics and the technical side of baseball elements, and genuinely seems to be…

That swamp is the #7 entertainment destination in Jacksonville.

Maybe he is smart with his money?

THE MACHINE KNOWS

Well, if he wasn’t fucked-up. . . .it must have been one HELL of a BJ!

“Probably just a faulty GPS.” - Michael Scott

Yet, you clicked on it. And commented. Further justifying it’s existance and continuence.

The bad teams are doing what they always do: waiting for the tv money to arrive and blackmailing their cities for new arenas.

Someone a little more explosive than Kevin Durant put OKC on the map. I hate myself

It’s funny (by which I mean mind-bogglingly stupid) when grown-ass men debate sports decisions as if there was some kind of serious moral principle at stake. Oh no, a player chose to win and have fun over not winning and not having fun; stop the presses!