Stages of Marshawn Lynch

you can't help but feel bad for someone immediately sent back to detroit

Strickland: I can't understand you!!

Dyson insisted he planned on deleting it all together. "It's ending," he said. "I'm ending it. I'm winding it down. I'm toning it down.

Does the war on gamer culture know no end?

The obsession isn't limited to current players. Even in retirement, Chipper Jones also excessively overindulges on apps.

"We've been warning the public about the dangers of celebrations for years. Now will they finally listen?" - The NFL

When I was 3 years old, I told my mom I had to barf. As she was holding my head over the toilet as I was preparing my young self to puke, she ended up puking herself all over the back of my head. I never ended up throwing up.

One late night, my son was sick and didn't make it all the way to the toilet and puked all over the tile floor in the bathroom. I heard him cry out, and went running in there after him when I was pretty much asleep. I proceeded to slip in the puke like a banana peel and land on my head. I tried to get up, but I was…

I once barfed on a glass door of an academic hall in college. Precisely around the time I was peeing on it, and precisely at the time campus security was walking through said building with flashlights on my face. Best $50 fine I've ever spent.

Fortunately internet comment sections are famously forgiving. I think you guys are in the clear.

At my computer reading a Barry Petchesky Deadspin article.

Just wait 'til this kid learns about hooking.

It's a shame to be shorthanded at a time like that.

You hate to see a newspaper get it wrong like this. This kind of careless headline really makes you doubt their credibility. How did this front page get by the editors? I know they jam a ton of work into a tight timeline and everything, but you'd think they'd catch something so glaringly obvious—you spell "filthy"…

In the words of that Eagles' banner post: A for creativity, D for execution.

C'mon Shelly. There's gotta be a safer place than your shirt pocket to keep that check Snyder wrote for you.

On my high school football team, one of our linebackers transferred in senior year. He kept talking about "sticking a broomstick up the freshmen's asses", trying to get other people to go along with him. Nobody would, and finally someone asked him if they did that to him at his old school, and if they did he should…