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I love that somehow the offense was the dancing and not the Titans linebackers having a pee-pants party trying to start a fight with him.

I mean, the dude’s understated, so he doesn’t mean-mug and scream like the Clippers do, but it’s still a fucking beautiful sequence of basketball, especially since he initiated the fast break on the loose-ball pickup.

I don’t like video games; I’m only posting here because this is one of the more popular posts on Gawker media right now, so I saw it.

So many close losses is just a product of youth and inexperience. They’re gonna be scary in three years.

I am a diehard San Francisco Giants fan, but so are:

Like, I know he was six hundred pounds or something at one point, but this guy never looked healthy. He always looked, at best, like the guy who was afraid to take his shirt off at the pool. There was never a point where he lost enough weight where you go, “Yeah, Subway seems like a reasonable thing to eat.”

I keep forgetting that John Edwards is alive. What an embarasssing piece of shit.

This is why dramaturgs are so important in theater — so that when a director gets a clever-clever idea that has no grounding in the text itself, there’s another voice telling him (usually him) no.

Yerrrrrr gorddammit them yellows gotta call their country by the name good white folks decided to call it in the 19th century, by gum. None of this revisionim horsedooky about how “myanma” has always been the name of the country in the written Burmese language! Them yellows wanna confuse us good white folks just like

Praise Be to Jack Frost!

This is a good place to point out that Boban Marjanovic, the Spurs’ big-eared giant and third-string center, is currently posting an absolutely INSANE per-36 of 32/21. Granted that’s in garbage time, but dude could be another ridiculous Spursy find.

+1 Kidney Donation From His Brother

Here’s my weekly reminder:

But.. but... she has such a progressive, hyphenated surname?

Chris Stapleton’s album is one of the best, country or no, of the year. He’s gotten little if any play on mainstream country radio, so it’s great to see him get recognition from his peers and a wider audience for country that wouldn’t have been out of place next to a Waylon Jennings album in the 70s.

I like that Kansas City has adopted some of that good chip-on-your-shoulder sore-winner grit their cross-state pals the Cardinals radiate. Next they’ll be doing cutesy bullshit like calling their fans The Royal We.

Also, this game was a blast for me to watch because I’m a huge Yusmeiro Petit fan and think he should be a rotation pitcher rather than a long reliever, and it’s always great to see him shine.

I’m also a Giants fan, and as much as I feared Storen, I almost jumped out of my seat with excitement when Williams pulled Zimmerman, who had basically been close to unhittable all night. But yeah, there’s a lot of second-guessing surrounding these sorts of managerial decisions. A lot of it comes down to gut instinct.*

Except that’s the sort of conventional wisdom that boned the Nationals in the NLCS last year — Williams pulled an on-fire Jordan Zimmerman for walking Joe Panik, put in Drew Storen, and watched Buster Posey and Pablo Sandoval make hits that drove Panik in.