Pretty much this. When they aren’t on camera anymore, they will (or at least should) find another way to protest. So Nantz is technically correct, but in the most dunderheaded way possible.

If you’re evidence that Phil Simms is a racist is that he said something stupid and probably wrong when evaluating a player’s talent, then you have never actually watched Phil Simms. The man can’t go 30 seconds without saying something completely worthless.

If you really want to piss him off, kneel at the Masters....

OF COURSE they’re doing it for publicity. It’s why you protest - to put public attention on an issue.

Oh, so he was talking during the national anthem?

I understand your concerns but don’t forget that 99% of players have a sports agent representing them. It’s the agent’s responsibility to look after the best interests of the player. Furthermore, the higher contract $ that a player receives typically results in higher commissions for the agent.

I actually had tears in my eyes listening to a woman on MSNBC (whose name unfortunately I can’t remember) as these stories were breaking talk about Crooks’ boyfriend saying he didn’t think it was the physical intrusion that upset Crooks so much as it was the feeling of powerlessness...that she couldn’t say or do…

I am 32. I consider myself a strong ass woman. Not a victim. NEVER a victim. But what is shocking, and humbling about this entire election is the fact that other women are speaking out about things that I have just accepted in my life as part of being a woman, and that I’ve forgotten about until now. I truly forgot…

It makes me fear for my rights and safety as a woman. No election has ever done that.

#Repealthe19th, ladies and gentlemen. That’s where we’re at now. This election season has gone so far below the bottom of the barrel, so quickly, that it has punctured a hole in space-time. It now dwells in a dimension that lacks even the concept of barrels.

Duck Kellyanne! The boomerang you threw is predictably coming back to lick you in the head!

Trump did not bounce tonight. The best analogy might be that he did not crash through the floor and continue falling. The floor stopped him. But he’s still a lump of shit and we need a bucket (and perhaps a hose) to scrape him up.

Here’s what you get when you make me sit in the back with the in-laws.

Checkout the blond son (I refuse to learn their names) observing the maneuver, and making an involuntary “Bro, ooh, that’s cold,” face. Presumably because he’s intimately familiar with the gesture.

You can tell she’s used to it.

Bruno’s found his sound and he’s not going to leave it alone. The funk beats are perfect for him actually. The song is a nice jam. Nothing revolutionary for him, but it’s fun. Can’t ask for more.

Gap Band. Fo Sho.