I’ve always wondered why Darius Rucker never put out a solo album entitled “Hootie Is My Slave Name”

This also happened in Minnesota, but Blair Qalsh couldn’t really fault someone for pushing too far to the left.

Baseball announcer by night, Frenchman losing his shit bidet.

Jameis looking for the line of scrimmage on that last play:

At least you can enjoy the Cardinals in the MLB PostseasahAHAHAHAHAHA

Still pending, the decision on the 'Can Anybody Ever Really Know What The Next Day Will Bring?' and 'Questioning Whether It's Even Worth It' categories.

Why can’t it be both? I mean, Rex Ryan has proven there is a connection between feet and a sore head.

I need at least two drinks to even think about GOING to a party.

Deadspin’s editorial positions here are that a guy going to prison for four years over this is ridiculous and that the Cardinals should be banned from baseball forever and tossed into space.

If the Earth were round, Giancarlo Stanton’s dingers would go straight into outer space. Think about it, you guys.

He treats objects like women, man.

Yeah, it’s an Isaac Brock kind of night.

Howard Ends, Ranked

It’s depressing to watch, especially since Howard and Carlos Ruiz are all that remain of the 2008 champs. There are only so many times you can watch him swing and miss on a low-and-away slider for strike three without thinking, “That’ll do, Ryan, that’ll do.”

I clicked into this article just to find out who Shailene Woodley is. Funny enough, I watched the first two of those Divergent movies. Still didn’t remember who she was.

They’re not saying “Booo” they’re saying “Your failures are now microcosms of our own miserable existences; come join us in our self-loathing, slow march to our TOOOOOOMBS!”