Yes, it is.

How about Leicester vs ManCity?! It’s the early game but I’m definitely getting up for that one.

Wu Ke mistake.

Mommas don’t let your babies play football as babies, either. This case is important because it shows that it’s not necessarily a long career in the NFL that does it — the damage done when playing peewee, high school, and college count, but no one talks about it. Scary shit.

“keep fucking them.”

Mommas, don’t let your babies grow up to be NFL players.

football! football! fuck yeah.

Fascist agents of the dystopian corporate police state: They’re just like us!

Usually, unnecessary roughness by the police is much, much worse.

At his age, Trump should know a lot about “going soft.”

After a while it gets boring bringing your trucks to the same spot at the far end of the Walmart parking lot and you start thinking “guys, what if maybe there’s more to life”

“Blow the whistle! Blow the whistle!”

Me too. I have a dog that is afraid of plates. Dinner plates, butter plates, dessert plates. He does exactly this if you hold a plate out to him.

It’s not enough that Kirk Cousins took RG3’s job, now he’s rubbing it in by taking bad knees as well?

Thibs best served as an idle threat GMs give their underperforming teams.

how did you manage to write such a brilliant, scathing point, but totally forget to mention man-baby John Terry, the two faced tree stump.

Not a Chelsea fan by any means but this collection of players is easily one of the most sensitive, spoiled, and egotistic group I have seen in a while. If it’s not Oscar’s diving, it’s Hazard’s open apathy, Fabregas’s laziness, or Costa’s desire to wind someone up more than play the game.

Johnny Two Saints. That’s a great name. Like Frankie Five Angels (Pentangeli) from Godfather 2.