The last thing filed in the Ultimate Frisbee tag was 165 weeks ago. Just sayin’.

Just because they all get along and produce chemically similar signals doesn’t mean they’re so closely related to pose a risk.

I don’t think he knew. Sansa was freaking out about marrying Roose and Littlefinger is all reassuring: “No, not Roose! Ramsay, Roose’s son!” It genuinely seemed like he was egregiously misinformed and thought he was leaving her in good hands.

People will say that a chemical should be banned because they’ve banned it in Europe, then turn around and complain that Europeans have access to experimental drugs for serious illnesses that are banned here. Either they’re a good example or they’re not.

He doesn’t even have to. His PRs for the 100m and 200m are both faster than Johnson’s.

I’ll grant that it looks cool, it’s just not terribly informative. Except to show how much more dominant Secretariat was compared to his field.

The point is that Secretariat at his prime was faster than American Pharoah is at his prime (now). That is a fact, and is easily determined by their respective times. Just like the fact that Usain Bolt is faster at his prime than Michael Johnson was at his. If you’re arguing that Michael Johnson, given the advantage…

One of our favorite things to do in sports is to speculate about how current greats would have fared against past ones, or vice versa.

My immediate instinct when I see a tiny, brightly-colored frog with no defense mechanisms is, “That thing must be poisonous as hell.”

The Costa Concordia. Crashed into the shore in 2012 because the captain was a showboating asshole.

My favorite part of this is the confidence. He pulls some preposterous shit, gets called out, and then immediately points at the dugout as if to say “NO. CHECK THE GODDAMN TAPE.”

I would watch the SHIT out of Bills Hard Knocks.

Does he have to pay taxes in every state he plays in?

So, like, three seasons worth?

Love it. Looks like I expect an orc to look, but obviously not a Tolkien ripoff (at least by appearance). Doesn’t even look like a bad guy, more of a Hellboy vibe.

Looks to me like he’s lit by firelight, which fucks with color. Hard to tell from this one shot.

Physics was on his side. A 97-mph fastball has 140J of kinetic energy. A person’s head weighs about 5kg. The kinetic energy (assuming an essentially inelastic collision, meaning his head didn’t move backward much to absorb the blow) is about the same as the human head hitting a solid surface at 16mph. Roughly…

Some people do dangerous things. Dean Potter was one of the most accomplished climbers and BASE jumpers in the world, but it’s a dangerous sport and something went wrong. The same is true of Dale Earnhardt, or Ayrton Senna, or Caleb Moore, or Sarah Burke.

Probably too recent to be an actual reference, but Zandaya’s sword boots are heavily reminiscent of the baddie’s sword prosthetics in Kinsgman: The Secret Service, which was also comically violent.

I DON’T UNDERSTAND HOW THIS CAR ABOUT WHICH I KNOW NEXT TO NOTHING IS IMPORTANT TO THE PLOT OF A MOVIE ABOUT WHICH I KNOW NEXT TO NOTHING, THEREFORE IT IS STUPID.