So, the Mavs are garbage. They’re an uncomfortable, mismatched mix of declining, late-career veterans and a small handful of interesting young guys, no combination of which is anywhere close to good enough to elevate the whole thing into something competitive.
As an increasingly hopeless Wizards fan, I feel qualified to say this to everyone who’d hoped the early season would look more promising for the young Minnesota Timberwolves: this is just sorta what happens when a team is rich in talent but poor in, you know, really knowing how to play good NBA basketball. There might…
All the attention soaked up by the presidential election was one of the possible reasons for the NFL’s season-long ratings malaise, but a few weeks later, nationally broadcast games still aren’t where they used to be.
To really appreciate how far Kemba Walker has come, dust off that copy of NBA 2K12, slide it into your wheezing Xbox 360, and find young Kemba on the roster of the 7-59 Charlotte Bobcats, where he is stuck behind D.J. friggin’ Augustin on the depth chart, slinging passes to the likes of Byron Mullens and Tyrus Thomas,…
This week was an interesting test case for the NFL in this era of increased scrutiny and public skepticism. The league news was mostly clear of the kinds of self-inflicted embarrassments and setbacks that have become so routine during the Roger Goodell era. For the first time in what seems like a long time, the NFL…
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It’s like the NFL has a checklist of possible fuck-ups and self-inflicted public-relations disasters, and they make a point of marking as many items as possible each week. This pattern makes disliking the NFL easy and fun, if you’re interested in giving it a shot.
The NFL will probably never fire Roger Goodell. If you’re waiting for that day to come, don’t waste your time. Some day, years from now, Goodell is going to retire as commissioner, and there will be an unbearable period of exaggerated, rose-colored reflection on the passing of a heroic, legendary figure, and it will…
Maybe you’ve heard, but the NFL’s television ratings are sinking like a stone.
The extent of the NFL’s failure to learn any meaningful lessons from the several years’ worth of ass-kickings it’s absorbed over its handling of domestic violence is really something.
Washington’s Danny Espinosa problem is inextricably linked to its long-running center-field problem. If they had a credible fourth outfielder on the roster, Danny Espinosa would be nailed to the bench, and we would all be spared his nightly terribleness.
You know what’s a mostly stupid way to spend a day? Making tofu. Man, what a drag.
NFL uniforms are fucking hideous now. Look at this shit:
Ah yes, Week 4—the first week of NFL byes and something like the quarter mark of the NFL regular season. Always a fine time to check in on player health around the league. After all, bye weeks are when teams get a week off to rest up and heal. How’s everyone doing?
These have been a shitty couple of years on the pet front. Last fall, Millie, my beautiful, miraculous boxer, started panting all the time. She was still a radiating core of joy and energy, but her panting was making it hard for her to get comfortable and her energy was slowly but noticeably waning. Also, her appetite…
Man. Personal seat licenses are quite the racket.
Shit, man. Autumn is officially here. Life sucks now.
Whew. The start of the 2016 NFL season sure brought the total package—a shrieking onslaught of the NFL’s signature blend of chaos, cranked up to the NFL’s signature ear-splitting decibel level: impenetrable rules; confused officiating; jarring and improperly handled brain injuries; fan-level buffoonery; coach-level …