proud of you, champ, you’re gonna be okay

On a scale of Sunsy to Knicksy I rate this a Renaldo Balkman.

Starred for bruised penis.

As a Knicks fan, nothing could have more thoroughly rained on my parade tonight...

Nah, there’s always that one guy who will be like, “Are we really not talking about how Kenan Thompson is just Steve Harvey now??” (Unfortunately, that guy is usually me.)

I find this literally -- not figuratively! -- unbelievable.

The G/O Media softball team is 3-1 and would be 4-0 if not for a worse call than whatever the 13-year-old ump did here. Sportsmanship matters, kids.

It’s way past time to merge Concacaf and Conmebol and make this a tournament you need to qualify for.

I’m drinking Ardbeg tonight and shouting at stratocumulus. You?

I’ll push back against “may have been.” Klay was unconscious tonight. No way the Raptors win that game if he’s out there for the fourth.

Can we also pause a moment to appreciate the irony that their show is called Un-PC? [ETA: Goddamn it, how did I miss that this is in the article? I’ll go to my room.]

Someone always beats me to the joke.

Needs more centaur.

As a lapsed baseball fan, I’m most excited to learn that Howie Kendrick is still playing. Howie! I wouldn’t even have thought to throw him into a “Let’s Remember Some Guys.”

Are we still talking about Yankee outfielders? Because if so, Chads are definitely worse.

I fully endorse this Stephen A. Burneko take.

I...I honestly don’t even know what that first tweet means.

Say what you want, but dolphlundgren420 is an all-time great Dead Letters email address.

These rules assume that you already understand, like...use the turn signal to indicate a change of lanes;