Better than Hamilton Nolan’s: “Approximately 563 Low-Income Condos Could Be Built If Conor McGregor Were to Choke Out Russian Billionaire and Sell His Ship”

I’m glad we can at least agree on Messi’s tattoos. Great googly moogly they are TERRIBLE.

God damn it, Billy

while literally anyone that says anything against them has to apologize and grovel for fear of an angry backlash from mouth-breathing morons is.

Is there a point here?

Unfortunately, like many young attacking players, Sane can’t be trusted defensively. Pep slotted him as left wing-back in a 3-5-2 in City’s home opener against Everton, then Sane made the mental mistake that resulted in Everton’s opening goal.

No, Mane could have challenged for the ball with his head or chest, as Ederson did. Raising your foot to that height (even if you think Ederson crouched, that’s at least five feet off the ground) is the definition of reckless play, regardless of intent. Clearly he didn’t have better position as Ederson got there first.

counterpoint:

Point to where he hurt you on the doll.

Oh no! Did the mean football man make you feel sad?

He pissed off a bunch of Ohio State, excuse me THE Ohio State fans? Makes him a fucking hero - no need to apologize, and fuck Ohio State.

On the one hand, it’s Ohio State, so fuck ‘em. There is no other hand.

One question, Barry: did any football players notice?

He’ll be here shortly to give you the lukewarm politically correct take on this punt.

Lalas represents all that was good about US soccer in 1994 and all that is bad about US soccer in 2017.

This is Lalas in a nutshell. He truly believes soccer is about “leadership,” “grit,” and “determination.” That’s because he knows shit about skill and tactics. USMNT is quite worthy of criticism, but not from this waste of space and his ra ra bullshit.

Shit Alexi, I thought I was the only one who peaked in 1994.

The only Frank de Boer highlight you need.

Talented manager fired twice in a year. Shit writer been here for too long. There is no justice.

Proud Americans were disappointed last season when Bob Bradley—the coach we hoped would be the Christian Pulisic of American managers, but turned out more like the coaching game’s Julian Green—was unceremoniously ousted from his coaching position at Swansea City after only 11 matches in charge.