This doesn’t sound like CTE symptoms. More like early adult onset schizophrenia.

Given that nothing they do will change him or help him win, I just assumed they were all in it for the payday. I mean, who doesn’t want a 6-figure job where literally nothing you do matters?

Theil was done a favor, as now he can openly suck cock, as for Hogan he was proud of the event until it was released. Fuck the both of them. Gawker or not.

That is a good burn. I finished my first beer for the night reading it. Bravo. Bravo.

Oh ok. I guess if Chris O’Donnell had died after Batman & Robin, it’d be the film we’d all remember as the best Batman film.

So edgy to hate a widely praised performance

It’s spelled “Carli.”

Try not to win any medals on the way to the parking lot!

Special Teams is not defense. There are a different set of rules for special teams and defense.

The nfl has 0 rules about where the defense has to line up, so long as they are on their side of the LOS. See: Goalline formation vs. Prevent Defense

It’s amazing to me that anyone still puts up with the scam of unpaid internships. Too many people, from the interns themselves to the (for-profit) companies that employ them, don’t understand that unpaid internships are largely illegal under the DoL’s Fair Labor Standards Act. In order for an unpaid internship to be…

basketball should probably adopt one of hockey’s rules: the penalty is delayed until the ball changes possession. If the team scores, the penalty is “called off.” If not, they could take their freethrows or just get the ball to inbound again (rather than go with a faceoff/tipoff).

Counterpoint.

Make your free throws. Hit the ball the other way.

What do you think is the worst vegetable? I say onions. I’ve never eaten something and said “You know what? That could’ve used onions. That would’ve really made it better.” They could disappear of the face of the Earth and I wouldn’t care or notice.

I’m headed to Denver Riot Fest in a few weeks and I’m just about to turn 39. I went to a concert the other night, and my fucking left leg went numb while I stood there and watched just three bands. I’m not sure how much I’m gonna hold up, but I gotta go see the Misfits.

Sartre might argue that, much like a waiter in a cafe in Paris who self-consciously tries to play his role as a waiter in a cafe in Paris, a Jonathan Papelbon so intent on always Papelboning around like itty bitty angry Papelboner is really acting in a state of mauvaise foi. Mauvaise foi is a clown state to go through…

I remember when he was on “our” team in Philadelphia, and we hated him.

He was young while he was in Boston. His lack of intelligence manifested itself more as goofy behavior and good ol’ boy having fun type of stuff. I laughed when he danced on the field with a Coors Light box on head after the 2007 ALCS.

Who would have guessed that he was a dick?