They tried to do a 25-year reunion to commemorate the segment, but it was just gross.

It's better than Craig Ehlo's camp, where you're dropped off with a duffel bag full of gear and a heart full of passion for basketball, then picked up three days later naked, singed, and a fan of the Cavs.

You're a loose cannon, Joseph Finn.

No one is asking for seconds of E-luv and his murder sauce.

When given a confusing paradox by Ian Kinsler, the Robocoach9000 had no choice but to detonate.

[tries to remember what it was like having a functioning staff, can't]

Dragic got the last laugh when he took the only ball and went home.

Producer Walken Tomajahb tried to alert Roland as he sped off with the list fraudulent names, but couldn't catch him.

Klansmen's Son Cooper 360°

Hopefully this is just the first in a long series of Cord Jefferson-narrated Tuesday Night Fights.

Things have really gone south for this once-proud athlete...Gatling was forced to sell 98% of his beard so he could buy a crowbar.

/ Puts investment-grade 5 dollar bill back in pocket.

After a while it becomes hard to tell where you end and the Norm Macdonald videos begin.

So I was thinking about the future and droids and shit when this thought popped into my cranium. Is commenting on live sporting events (like an open thread, but pops up on your tv) a thing that could happen? I guess live-tweeting is a thing but it would be cool to see funny dudes saying funny things on the tube…

"I'm fired, aren't I?"

Nope.

Those other guys should follow Cabrera's lead and just accept the MLB's disciplinary measureth.

Have a little class, Rafa. Just cause you've got some money doesn't mean you're entitled to all the mangina you can handle.

SHIT. My comments need more quality control.

At least it's of better than the crudely drawn pornographic flip book the Heat used to recruit Greg Oden.