Also: Trump doesn’t need ammo. As you said, he’ll invent whatever insults/misinformation he needs, no matter who the candidate is. Whoever is standing at the lectern across from him is going to get a bunch of shit thrown at ’em.

You think that you’re the only galaxy brain who can see that Biden is doing The Great Sundowning right before our eyes? It’s not like if YOU don’t talk about it, people won’t notice. 

I like how Albert literally quotes an argument just like this from an actual commenter on another article and you refer to this as a “strawman argument.”

Fucking hell, man, the man’s brain being mush is an important fucking issue. It’s not “free ammo” for Trump. It’s incredibly germane to the question of whether he should be the nominee and/or the president. It’s a much bigger difference between him and the candidates with working brains than their healthcare proposals…

The idea that shit-talking a candidate during a primary harms them in the general was probably never very true, and most assuredly isn’t true at all now. The overwhelming majority of people in this country know who they will vote for next November based solely on the letter by their name. Modern American elections are…

Yeah, but he scored a touchdown yesterday, so it’t all cool, right.  Right?

Thumb injuries are a lifestyle choice, people aren’t born with them.

I know you guys hate this shit as much as we do, but can you please tell your bosses to go fuck themselves for the ridiculous amount of ads all over the place?

Maybe his conversion therapy buddies can pray him back onto the field sooner.

How does a blog about the Washington RB situation written by Chris Thompson not mention Washington RB Chris Thompson?

And now Dallas knows Washington’s game plan to run 55 times from the I-formation.

“It’s not all just about slowly walking while holding a bunch of FedEx boxes full of sperm and singing to a baby.”

Up until about 2008 (I think, might have been 2009) you could literally walk up to the trainer before a game and get a shot of Toradol (aka Vitamin T) just by asking for it. Didn’t need a prescription, a medical diagnosis, nothing more than “Hey, I need some Toradol.” Usually a line of 20-30 guys before each game.

At least you flushed something.

Enjoy the games, everyone.

Loved the story. I was a mediocre D3 football player at Pomona; we played against you and Zamir up in Menlo the year before and you won by 10. You probably remember me, I was the longsnapper and 3rd string tackle that year.

Smitty was nowhere to be found

Why is the president talking about AIDS? STICK TO SPORTS!

This is legit boomer brain that comes from consuming 12+ hours of TV a day. I have family who leave the TV on constantly (literally always in the background when they’re home) and they can not focus on one topic for any period of time. They’ll ask you a question and when you’re in the middle of answering, they’ll just…

Excellent read.