I’m sure you’re aware that wubba lubba dub dub translates roughly into “I am in deep existential pain. Please help me.”

That a 17 year old (yet somehow 35 year old in appearance) LeBron James once rejected Skip Bayless’s sexual advances behind the bleachers at an AAU summer league game, leading to a lifetime of hot takes and barely veiled sexual rage from Bayless’s. I believe this in my heart.

I wasn’t. Then I saw the uniforms in question. Chris Sale deserves a fucking medal.

I would give so, so much money to watch Chris Sale being forced to pitch in these.

Once again, have you seen those uniforms?

I take it all back. Chris Sale is an imminently reasonable person. Those uniforms should be a war crime.

Wtf does an untucked shirt have to do with the winning or losing of games?

Burned into my retinas.

Could someone with a modicum of technical knowledge pull up a side by side of this guy and Gil Gunderson?

This fucking guy right here . . .

Re. homophobic douchebags, military types with possible PTSD, bros and assorted bro-hos, fair enough but they’re mostly concentrated in Pacific Beach/Downtown. I live in the North Park-University Heights-Hillcrest Nexus of hipsterdom. It’s all ironic coffee houses (I work at one), egregious facial hair and Bernie…

Are you saying you wouldn’t? I heard Scottie Pippen’s were more impressive anyway.

My uncle is a gay dance studio owner from Columbus, Ohio. You should read his posts on the creeping, insidious influence of undocumented immigrants on the judging of formal ballroom.

Kind of get the feeling he’d like to, though.

You are magnificent.

Just as valid as your extremely limited and misleading example of Michael Brown. It’s indicative of a constant trend in American life. If you’re black or brown you’re disproportionately likely to get killed by a cop for no sufficient reason. And the reason is more likely to be that cop’s fear or prejudice, conscious…

L.A. only descends into Purge-level anarchy when the Lakers win the title. So, thankfully probably not for a long freaking time.

Netflix. Probably not a good Netflix and chill.

Plus Lil Ze is fuckin cold.

Or when a middle-aged behavioral therapist is lying on the ground with his hands up begging you not to shoot his autistic patient. Then you shoot him (the guy on the ground, with his hands up) multiple times in the leg. Then handcuff him. And leave his ass bleeding on July Florida asphalt. Because, you know, they…