Had my choice of watching this piece of shit game on ESPN, MSG, and SNY yesterday. I call it the Triple Brown.

Even the fish looks impressed.

“Pffftt! Try catching a catfish.”

He’s not that good a shooter, so it would always be a happy accident. Russ will never call Banksy.

Some perspective on how historic this is:

This doesn’t seem simple and clean.

Well, he just rewrote biblical history.

As a representative of Giants Nation, please please please play Tony Romo.

Would now be a good time to ask you why Sixer was afraid of Sevyn?

I don’t know - seems better than her older sister Sixer and her younger sister Ate.

Excellent article. I tried it just this afternoon and there wasn’t the usual mess crumbs under my desk and in my lap. Thanks for the sound advice. Saved me all the embarrassment that comes with crumbs. The staring. The laughter behind my back.

It must be heartbreaking, knowing that your father doesn’t really want to have sex with you.

This dude PAID $150 to get to an open gym tryout on the off chance somebody of import would notice him 3 years ago because he had a kid to feed. I mean, wow.

i blame video game, the walking dead, etc. used to be a guy would gently lay the ball in the cup, say the pledge of allegiance, and shake hands with the opposing coach before hustling back “on d”. Now Glenn is dead. Rims are bleeding. It is madness, this culture of dunking.

If you switch the numbers in this chart, it applies to Russell Wilson instead

If there is a “Trump” audible, what do you think it is?

If there is a “Trump” audible, what do you think it is?

And here he is stretching out his hands:

And simultaneously screams “WITNESS ME” while spray painting his mouth in chrome.

Hillary should just bring a family size bag of Cheetos and sit it in the front row.