Arguably the best rap record of all time. The hard hard shit was so fucking hard, and the smooth hard shit was so fucking smooth. Desert island shit for sure.

Kiffin was so awful with the Raiders I actually felt bad for fucking JAMARCUS RUSSELL. Kiffin threw him under the bus (poor bus) by telling everybody he had to limit the playbook for him. I can understand having to do that... but maybe you don’t want to tell everybody in advance that you’re only running 25 plays?

Real men air out Kiffin via overhead projector.

Sockin Others’ Gonads

No that is not more fun, because it is reasonable to assume that guy would have done a better job. Cal Billihan would have done a better job. The dumber of the two geckos buried in my backyard would have done a better job.

First time I did not call him “Callahandjob” in years.

They should have had Bill Callahan’s son present him the medal.

Indianapolis Colts. They may not have racked up the rings, but they would be Jacksonville had they not lucked into Manning and Luck.

The first time in my life I ever felt “cynicism” was quite possibly when they started the twin referees angle with the Hebners.

We’re kinda in “You don’t like this rapper? LISTEN TO THESE FIVE MIXTAPES AND GET BACK TO ME, BR0!” territory here. I stopped subjecting myself to most of the LeBron pieces around here awhile ago- basically ever since they endorsed him running off and picking his own coaches during the Blatt/Lue turnover, because he’s…

Yep, it’s the guy who Deadspin constantly insists is the smartest player, coach AND GM in the league!

To be fair, they guy was head coach of the Jags and cashed checks from the Bowlen’s, so at worst it’s only the third dumbest thing he’s ever done.

The only two occasions resembling Valentine’s Day in July that I can think of are Al Davis’ birthday, and the start of NFL training camp. The latter of the two makes a little bit of sense for the Klan to celebrate in 2017...

Palmeiras rocketed up the table after they had no more Fucks to give.

Norwegian rap is killing us right now. It’s not fair.

There may be no other song in existence that better inspires so many different people to immediately act a fool.

That poker chip crap is the dumbest gimmick I’ve ever heard of, and I root for a team coached by Jack Del Rio.

Possibly the first time I’ve ever agreed with 50 Cent.

Straight Outta Compton was a joke. I couldn’t even sit through it on HBO.

Nothing new here. We learned LeBron really likes watching other teams celebrate titles in the 2010 conference semis.