I dunno. I prefer the one where he and Andre the Giant got shitfaced in Manhattan and stole a pair of horse-drawn carriages.

Ah. Missed “sports-wise” up there. But yeah, you’re right. And the Chargers likely moving is a real kick in the teeth, especially while Jacksonville lives.

Yeah, but you live in probably the most beautiful area of the country, your weather’s perfect, and Tijuana’s a half-hour away. You ain’t exactly The Cleve.

It was more common, plus I think (well before my time, but I’m a casual horseplayer) there was more of a supposition that the only way Secretariat would lose is if he broke down. I think the morning line was 1/10, something absurd like that.

I’ve probably watched that clip a thousand times, and I never noticed that. I absolutely see it. And, I mean, we’re talking about a horse that was apparently in the habit of grabbing the rake in his teeth and raking his own stall, so I wouldn’t be surprised at all if that was conscious.

Cleveland fans have earned their anger.

Great run, great horse, and now he gets to spend the rest of his life getting laid. Not so bad.

I love bowling. I don’t care who knows.

Big Ranger fan, but that’s true. Hank wasn’t exactly infallible in this series.

I think Ley is, literally, the only genuine reporter they have.

Please stop reminding me.

“So we’re not allowed to say that we don’t like Taylor Swift now, because of what?”

No one does. It’s just funny. Shit, a Bolts-Ducks final would be awesome, and I’d watch every minute (though as a Ranger fan I really hope it doesn’t come to that.)

Be hard pressed to top the juggernaut that was Oilers-Canes in ‘06, although at least that had a Canadian representative.

A fantasy of mine since I was a child.

Criticism doesn’t equal jealousy. I’m just a grad student, but I literally would not trade places with Darren Rovell, no matter how much money he makes. Dude’s terrible.

Oh, I know. It’s just usually not so... pronounced.

I have something similar. I was over at a friend’s house in high school, and we got kinda drunk (his parents weren’t home) and he went to bed before I did. I got ravenous at about two a.m. and went fridge raiding. Found a bag of what looked like shredded bleu cheese and a jar of tomato sauce and went about making…

“In college”, for a D-I football player, does not equal “getting a college education.”

What’s the matter with you?