Unfortunately, it also predicts another cycle of "I Guess We Have To Listen To Jose Canseco" talk.

When you're taking snaps together every day and you're talking through situations and even riding back and forth to every single practice, you're going to become somewhat friendly with the person. "

Criminal cum chucker caught, cuffed, and caged?

Hey Hiroshima, we didn't exactly make out like the Vanderbilts either.

Those poor redshirts, all they get in exchange for their dignity is summer housing and a tuition reimbursement.

This story is so much better if you replace all mentions of she with he and Jenn Sterger with Rod Steiger.

Learning from Dan Gilbert's mistake, LeBron chose to write his letter in belated and disingenuous sans.

If he moved to Florida, how would he be able to wear that bitchin' Under Armor turtleneck in late July?

Somehow they wound up standing within a few feat of the King himself for most of the night.

There's always a number one, there's always a number two, and there's somewhat of a drop-off at number two

@MarkKelsosMigraine: Madonna, too.

Over time their relationship became more romantic and one day he took her to McDonalds

I'm more interested in reading about Ash Kenazi's night out with Jordan Farmar.

The bad news: there's another list of people under suspicion, who are still free to coach.

And this is pretty much why he never apologized (aside from the PR stunt that was posted about yesterday). Tatum felt that he was just doing his job and it was unfortunate that Stingley was paralyzed, but it, as far as he was concerned, was part of the game.

I believe those are young, male Bob Mould fans.

Imagine, if you go there to see Miss Universe and you end up having Miss Iowa, you might get those kind of boos.

Sorry if you made it this far in the hopes of finally reading some salacious tabloid gossip, but I just can't. Nearly every morning in our "community" meeting...

Certainly, this has to be aloe point in Coghlan's career.

...send Jennie Finch out a winner as she begins her lucrative post-softball career of, well, doing other stuff.