oh HELL no. Mary Carillo is a national treasure.

oh god internet dude, eat a dick

You know, like a cleat

#Cleatus

Also, how much does Taytay pay all these struggling authors to write purposeless, rambling think-pieces about the most banal pop music around

This article isn’t gonna be good for business....or anybody.

I once won tickets to a real tennis tournament by winning a Virtua Tennis tournament at a mall arcade. Score!

Shoutout to Topspin 4 for all my tennis nerds out there

I appreciate your response. But I also just lost a few IQ points.

So that’s who that woman is....Jay Cutler’s wife. Why does Gawker care about Jay Cutler’s wife?

It’s more of the child-of-God cookies-and-kittens bullshit that I’m thinking of.

Whatever the exact opposite of a golf clap is, I’m doing it right now.

“There hasn’t been a phonier, cheesier athlete in the history of professional football.”

The thing about Tom Ley is that he’s a dopey blogger and he sucks ;)

How noble.

Quick, Gawker staff! Flood the comments so no one else’s “who gives a fuck” posts make it through.

Just checked out his feed—dreadful. Also he has the least-suitable-for-a-podcast voice.

Shea Serrano....is probably the worst writer. His stuff is so bad it makes my blood boil.

For every Zach Lowe or Bill Barnwell over there, there’s a Shea Serrano or Rembert Browne or any other creator of masturbatory pop culture schlock. Keep the nerds, ditch everyone else.

Cold-cocking woman in the face : “experience” :: Confederate flag : “pride in one’s Southern heritage”