There I was, behind center for the Buffalo Bills. What madness led to this I had no time to ponder. As the supple leather of the ball slid into my hand, I took one step back, then two, then three. As I surveyed the field for potential recipients, I saw an outside linebacker charging like an angry rhino directly at my…

You spoiled the ending of the movie in the middle of the review without any warning at all. Not only is that completely unprofessional, it’s just a dick move.

Trevor Bauer isn’t mad he got traded to a non-contender. He finds the whole thing funny, and is actually laughing at how angry you seem to be.

But he’s got some talent. He’s got some athleticism

According to baseball’s unwritten rules, Bauer now has to throw at himself in his next appearance

A great chewing gum substitute, if you ask me.

The realtor made him clean it up for the photos

that’s a jerk-off station

I’m 25. That’s around the age of most of our staff writers. Go ride your horse to the tonic bar, Santa. 

Why is blaming everything on Millenials still a thing?

if you eat leftover sliders you deserve whatever happens to you

I like how everyone is rattling off their bullshit regional chain restaurants. That’s against the rules, you don’t get to say the clearly better quality product holds up better than national stadium sponsoring size fast food fuckshacks.

Every single out of warranty Range Rover is a crack pipe.

The numbers don't lie, guys in funny glasses hit better when they're clean shaven. Obviously he's been studying Sabometrics.

Go straight to hell, boy.

I come here every day to read funny and insightful comments, so I guess we’re both pretty disappointed.

agreed, it’s most likely a Johnson one. Rudi can’t fail, after all.

Just pay for the beer next time, man.

It’s not a Jeremy Hill jersey. He would have fumbled the beer.

Shocking news that being shoeless is a notable characteristic in Kentucky.