It’s the Browns. This is like Schrödinger’s Draft Pick. Whoever they choose has a 50% chance of being a dead cat.

I, for one, am eagerly awaiting the opening of the Willie and KP show.

We fart together.

This is my good and cute puppy. She is the cutest thing in the history of things.

Here’s approximately half of our pets:

these are my good puppies

My big guy happy from destroying toys.

Barksdale tends bar well.

“Why sports fans remain perpetually offended by stories that are not of personal interest to them remains a mystery”

for whatever it’s worth, it feels like ESPN Cleveland operates like, well, some sort of ESPN franchise? And maybe that’s the case. I don’t know how these affiliate radio stations and ESPN [insert city] satellite websites work. But Grossi and others very clearly work for something called “Good Karma Brands.” They…

Grossi: [accuses Browns of conspiring with Barnwell]

This is legitimately batshit crazy. How did that get past an editor?

Maybe they could just tax the Bosnians, since they’re really the ones who want soccer the most according to our man on the street.

Hamersky denies being intoxicated, saying that he’d come to the Garden straight from instructing a Fordham law class, and wouldn’t have had time to get drunk before the game even if the spirit was willing.

Yeah, but “Asshole calls asshole “asshole” after asshole calls asshole out on assholery” is an AWFUL headline, pronoun-wise.

James Dolan basically just accuses everyone who thinks he sucks of being drunk. If this were true, society would’ve broken down a long ass time ago.

Nothing like owning a team in a city so large you can tell 75% of the locals to pound sand and still have a media market larger than what’s enjoyed by 20 other teams in the league.

A terrible NBA owner and a New York lawyer get into an argument. Who’s the asshole?

Scummiest thing an airline ever did to me was bump my toddler from a flight.