Exactly. I went in, all misty, expecting something excited and emotional. Disappointed... until I listened to the Spanish call, and gawdammit, maybe I did only understand 12 words, but THAT was what I was waiting for.

Riot time.

The most boring championship winning call EVER.

That block. My God.

An all-timer of a play. That’s fucking heat-seeking, he’s out of the frame most of the way. Jesus Christ.

Didn’t having a rooting interests before this game, or even before the 4th quarter, but after Lebron’s last block on Iguodala, I had to root for him. He just deserved it.

I bet you’re a real delight at parties.

Nothing symbolizes Cleveland better than thousands of people outside of an arena named after a predatory loan company, celebrating something occurring California, benefiting million and billionaires that will have exactly no positive impact on their lives.

Of course John Daly is a Cards fan. It's the most logical thing to ever happen in this crazy world of ours.

I guess Rapist Sasquatch is an early favorite for Worst Mascot in the next Deadspin Awards.

Zardes was clearly onside when Dempsey shot. Is this about the anti-Wambach comments from the USMNT? Or did some other “I hate the USMNT” bug crawl up in you?

I just read all the comments. Now I know who voted in Scott Walker.

Posted exactly a year ago! Happy anniversary!

Holy shit, LOL, I wrote that one. And I stand by every single word of it.

My wife does emergency medicine for venues: MLB, NFL, NBA, NHL games, concerts, etc.* She and the longtime EMS hands who work with her all agree: in terms of “dipshit fan behavior,” Country shows are hands down the worst: tailgaters drinking from early AM, teenagers who can’t handle their booze, women falling off of…

This is still my all time favorite Gawker comment.

True story: I beat Tyson as a kid. I was playing at the neighbor's house with their two kids and we were doing the typical 10-year old thing - playing video games all night until our eyes bleed. It was about midnight (Saturday) before I worked my way up to Tyson. I had faced him before and, like most people, got curb…