Two’s company, three’s a crowd

“I guess that was the short program,” Tessa said, watching the smoke rise from the end of her cigarette.

I know a lot will disagree with me, but she should have passed them to him instead of trying to run them back.

Well that escalated quickly.

Can Deadspin just start calling them the Washington Redhawks from now on?

Working on it

Choke the Raven nevermore.

Thanks to a panel-wide misunderstanding of Asian geography and some nimble betting work, he won.

The Quicker Fucker Upper

The only statue in Baltimore that could use more protection is Joe Flacco.

Goddamnit, just write the damn pages already.

So the Red Sox are still stealing signs then?

The Right Way IPA, by Unwritten Rule Breweries

Before going back to re-read the headline of this article, I was really unsure where your comment was going.

“This time, don’t be afraid to lean into it.”

“I guess we’ll see, Daddy, if I’m having ice cream for dessert or not. The committee hasn’t come back yet. I haven’t asked Mommy. Mommy might say I get two scoops, so you don’t know that for sure yet. I might get all the ice cream, strawberry, vanilla, chocolate, lots of flavors. Neapolitan. We’re just not sure, but…

Finally, Richard Sherman admits to pass interference.

Asshole didn’t replace his divot.