I heard this on NPR driving home after the holidays in early January. I had like 2 hours left and was hitting a wall... This was super interesting and got me through the rest of the drive.

(Read their first names...)

I think the only throws Christian Ponder makes these days is throwing it into his hot wife.

He’s as drunk as he is unsigned.

“...What’s it going to take to get you into a Mark Sanchez today?”

From the reports I’ve heard, Bridgewater’s knee looked like one of Drew’s thumbs.

Flaming hot take.

It’s an owl. Duh.

The Fozberries taste like Fozberries.

Stupid and waste of time comment is stupid and a waste of time.

Get out.

As a side note, if he does re-enter the draft next year, he can’t work out at the combine and there are some restrictions on when he can work out individually for teams.

I already posted this, but I can hear ya, and I got a little story to tell ya. There was a little boy born in 1985 and his dream was to post old YouTube clips multiple times in the gray section of Deadspin articles... And now I’m living that dream. So say a prayer, we’re all in this together.

I don’t know how deep the monkey-on-dog herding sheep-guy talent pool is, but I can only hope it was this guy.

This joke is a good joke.

In 2012, David Thomas wrote a book on Narcissistic Personality Disorder called Narcissism: Behind the Mask. He included a list of the most notable features and tendencies of high-level narcissists... It is absolutely alarming when applied to Trump. He literally checks every box.

Fuck Trump?

I just heard one of Trump’s senior advisors, Jack Kingston, explain that, this was actually a really good thing because it allowed Trump to “underscore” the fact that there are problems in the inner city which often affect African Americans more than other populations — He was uncomfortably vague as to whether he was…

Holy shit. Thanks for posting that. Look at the size of the fucking crater that left behind!!

I went to college right on the banks of the Ohio River and there was a really bad flood my freshman year... We were in the Ohio River Valley, so there was 15-20 feet of water in some parts of town. Things had really gotten bad overnight so a lot of us didn’t find out until the morning when we stepped out of the dorms…