That’s college. You can hit the snapper in the NFL. 

I think we can agree that Thursday Night Football is somehow a Madden simulation using the engine from 2034; the graphics are indistinguishable from reality but the physics still aren’t quite right.

From the moment each team arrived in L.A., it was clear that nobody who actually lived there gave a shit about the Rams or Chargers.

See, the problem is that they only moved 2 teams there. If they had gone ahead and moved all three teams, they’d be getting three times as much money! That’s just simple math.

And let’s not forget how bad the attendance numbers look once you account for the fact that Philip Rivers’ family is responsible for filling half of the seats.

Calling him a color commentator seems pretty racist Tom.

It has long been thought, but never been proven, that if an athlete has sex before an important game, they will not play as well because they’re happy, and it’s best to play sports when you’re on edge and irritated at all times.

The comment was meant to be a little tongue in cheek on this one, noble warrior.

That is why it was roughing the passer. He made contact with the quarterback.

You can see clearly at 0:38 that Cousins comes down with all his weight onto Bennett. This absolutely should be a foul of roughing the rusher.

If that was roughing the passer, then the NFL should just ban all contact on the QB and be done with it. 

I’m absolutely an asshole. I just am not a “blame a teenager for dying after his coaches ran him into the ground” asshole.

Sometimes I get up and I am an asshole. But after like a shower and a coffee I am pretty much no longer an asshole. But this guy is like an asshole professionally, which is just a special kind of asshole.

Assholes cannot stop being assholes. It’s amazing. Like, you and I get up, we’re not assholes. Guys like this, they just ooze asshole at every waking moment.  

As a tall, white male, I have gotten the “sit down and soften your voice” directive as well from a supervisor who felt intimidated by my size.

You’re most of the way there already. Opt for dress-casual, keep the hair tight (no afro or dreads), maybe get some low/no prescription glasses. If you mean large/muscular, do your best to hide it with loose but not too loose clothing. Tucked in of course. Think Carl Winslow / Carlton Banks - most 30-60 year old white…

Go full Bob Sapp, and move to a place where most people are even shorter so that the size gap becomes so pronounced you become a figure of awe. Then trust the novelty to make people more comfortable approaching you.

I am sorry, Larry. Actually, one of those silly hats with the propellers/fans on top is one of the only ways for a tall, black man to signal he is safe/nice in America in 2018. And even then..

At first I read this as “No man under 30 has ever won a tennis grand slam” not “All of the currently active men’s tennis players that have won a grand slam are older than 30".  My mind was blown for a second before I read the rest of the article.

I think my wife said it best upon first laying eyes on Gritty: “That looks like an overweight, 40-year-old, just out of rehab version of a Sesame Street character.” We both really like Gritty.