Man, these guys really won’t defend anything.

NBA Commentators: “Wow! The West is finally wide-open with the Warriors falling apart due to injuries. With just a slew of young teams who haven’t proved much sitting under them, the Rockets could enter the 2020 season as heavy favorites in the conference. I wonder how they’ll react to possibly being front runners?”

“Chris wants to coach James,” says a source familiar with the stars’ dynamic. “James looks at him like, ‘You can’t even beat your man. Just shut up and watch me.’”

How would I know, it’s gone now

I was going to make a funny Argentina joke, but I don’t know anything about Argentina except that they have empanadas, and I ate some last night for dinner.

Richie Incognito (paraphrasing Edwin Edwards): “The only way I can fail this prove-it deal is if I’m caught in with either a live grenade or a dead Jonathan Martin.”

Tim’s absence from this discussion is unsettling.

I got Ann ahead of Eddy.

Dude, you’re forgetting a Dell!

Marc Gasol was never called an asshole. (Not like you...)

I don’t think Nurkic meant anything by the t-shirt, it’s actually just a Jim Carroll Band t-shirt customized for each tour stop, and he happened to attend the Sarajevo show.

ESPN 30 for 30 presents: Three Tugs and a Cloud of Dust: The Manipulation of Robert Kraft 

That’s kangaroos for you. They’ll mess you up without ruminating much about it.

They also removed their Google+ post.

Let he who hasn’t wrestled his wife to the ground because she won’t let go of his phone cast the first stone.

Trough

Okay, I’ll take a stab at it. Off the top of my head:

Cesc’s goodbye tweet to Wenger from when he left Arsenal was identical just minus the Premier League title.

Tax fixer joins match fixers.