I’m a tad late to this Pissing Contest and my story is unconventional, but ooooh welllll

The SEC even does media guide errors better. On page 178, after Vanderbuilt’s schedule, they accidentally left in ‘BLESS THEIR HEARTS’.

Jordan Sargent

... that would be the brown jersey.

Wait, is that the son of lanky 80s superstar, Larry Nance?

LaMarcus: “Okay, I think we’re there. I’ll sign.”

If you put a half decent chili on top of a crust with hot dog pieces and cheese and onion (maybe some jalepeno) on the top, I think I would totally eat that. That actually sounds really good right now, and really wouldn’t be that much different than just eating a chilidog (substitute a pizza crust for a bun).

Clearly, the approximate 8,000 daily calories consumed by a Tour de France rider are spread out

I hope DeAndre listens to all the Clippers, tearing up when a hoarse Doc Rivers lays everything on the line. He gives Blake a hug, throws his arm around Redick, then looks at Chris Paul and says, “Fuck you, Chris, I’m going to Dallas.”

Darren Collison had thoughts earlier today too:

I’m really not sure if targeting all the top free agents and getting actually laughed at by all of them is sadder than targeting mid-tier guards and getting actually laughed at by all of them but Rondo, but there’s really no winners here.

The Pontiac Aztek was a better GM than Doc Rivers.

Love: We’re all on the same page and we’re all in.

you’re a liar.

Which would make Matt Barkley their bastard love child.

He fought nail for that award.

As an Android user, I am bitter bitter bitter. You can all sink right into the ocean.

Damn, Whitlock got put in a vacant.