Lavar seems like the type of dad that would be cool with his son cherrypicking an entire game to put up 92.

You had me at “LeVar Ball joined The Herd in-studio”

The Raiders, huh? Well, thankfully, they’ve never had a past-his-prime RB show up and put down severely paltry numbers. Oh wait...

I want to rip my god damn ears off listening to that shit on TV

It was crazy when I moved to San Antonio. The law there is that they can’t sell beer before noon on Sunday (when Saturday ends and Sunday begins is an epistemological question I didn’t bother to answer, but definitely would have back in my drinking days). I started avoiding the grocery store Sundays at 11:00 am,…

A raffle, where you win meat. Duh.

Yeah, in Texas, the liquor stores are closed on Sundays, but grocery stores can sell beer & wine after 12 noon. So, you can’t get anything while the church folks are doing their thing, but they and everyone else can pick something up on the way home after.

When I moved from Arizona to Ohio for college and told people that “back home you can buy a bottle of Jack Daniel’s at 2 AM at a gas station, they looked at me like I was insane.

Random aside on MN and booze: My dad when I was growing up would mention the small town, Finlayson, that my grandfather grew up in up there, which had the bar, package liquor store, and Volunteer Fire Department Fire Hall all in one building. (The phone for the Fire Hall apparently rang in the bar as well as the Hall,…

That had been happening here in MN for years, and fortunately and finally, enough younger legislators got into office that the no-Sunday-sales was just mindboggingly stupid. The House voted to let sales start at 10, the Senate at 11, and oh, shit, now they have to reconcile the two bills JUST PICK ONE JUST PICK EITHER…

It still blows my mind that there are states you can’t buy beer and wine in a grocery store.

Didn’t know Ish from Kingpin now works with Mike in HR.

Wayne’s World 2 is fucking garbage.

Yeah, the ping of the post is the best hockey sound. Especially because it either means “fucking hell” or “thank christ”.

If I was blind I would love going to hockey games for the sounds alone. It’s not just the skates gliding off frozen water, it’s the crunching hits, the atonal chime of the puck hitting the post, Sidney Crosby whining to the refs - all beautifully accented by the echo produced off the ice.

Puck hitting goal post on your teams goal is best sound

Ping of the puck going off the post woulda been my number one. When I played I almost liked hitting the post as much as actually scoring.

Joey Harrington played a decade too early.

Bradford threw for almost 4000 yards with a 99 passer rating last year. He’s not great but I’d much rather pay him 18 mil than Glennon 15 mil.

Never take on someone else’s project.