Every other team in the league should voluntarily surrender 10 percent of its TV revenue to the Patriots for all the extra time that will be committed to discussing New England instead of their franchise.

Starred for the D reference.

I know it’s a NASCAR article, but it’s also a crash article. So, here: 100 mph+ collision at Blanchimont at Spa. Straight into the tire barrier.

Dude made it out OK.

I see a complete lack of anything showing Tom Brady did or directed anyone to do anything to footballs and the presumption that Brady should have helped the league and Wells prove their allegations instead of defending himself and his private communications.

What I want to know is, who has what against Goodell that’s forcing him to keep up this charade? This whole thing is built on a 2-min. trip to the bathroom where literally nothing was proven except the dude brought footballs with him. All the rest is conjecture and sports talk radio ratings bait.

Roger Goodell has carefully mulled this over, because he wants to make it right.

I had a few occasions in my previous life as a local journalist to test-drive cars. Needless to say, nothing at the level of Jalopnik. In those cases, I went to the local dealer [typically one of the paper’s advertisers or prospective advertisers] and simply asked for one. Reading this piece, it reminds me of my…

Can I just say, I love that there’s a glass smoking accessory in that pic with the sneaky raccoon. I’ve already had a version of this drink [with blueberry juice instead of homemade syrup, so it’s not exactly the same], and I can attest that the combination of the cocktail and smoking accoutrement add up to a lovely,…

Such true: Megan was a cipher and Glen was one-note creepy. Ginsberg and his wig-out was the best of the rest. And Joan’s mom just one step ahead of that, oooh, that bastard. Glad to see Sal mentioned, too.

How about a little nod to the ladies? Pippa Mann walloped the end of the pit wall in the late stages of the session, and walked away.

Just watched the Earl Howe Cup with late '20s and early '30s Maseratis and Bugattis, among others. Whenever I see those cars racing, all I can think about is the massive guts it must take to get behind the wheel and drop the right foot to the boards.

I don't even care how Toyota figured this out; it looks like hella-fun.

That #20 kid — was he one of the suspended players? Because, I mean, if we're agreed that violence like that doesn't belong in high school hockey, he deserves a week in the Chill Chair.

I, for one, welcome our giant raven overlord.

Jamie Dornan is nothing special on The Fall, either, I'm sorry to report. [Spoilers.] He's a married dad with two kids who — as a side hobby? — stalks and murders a number of similar-looking women in Northern Ireland. He kind of sleep-walks through the whole thing; his overwhelming silence is, I guess, supposed to…

Did this guy ever play football? Because this article seems to be the product of repeated blows to the head.

American athletes and the sports media share a parasitic relationship. Each feeds off the other, and each needs the other to provide fodder to continue the cycle — to flip this question on its head: How often have you heard athletes blame "you guys in the media" for their reporting?

Somebody's gotta think of the dames, right, Sally Pally?

Honest and sincere denial — or cynical spin ploy?

Simms will be like, "I like this call here, JEEM!"