Family Video always did it right. They were doing $1 rentals before Redbox existed. New releases were like $2 and games were $5 for 4 days. The best part was if you had a late fee, they would say “Do you wanna pay that now?”, and you could just catch it up with them next time. Not sure how they made money. Plus, they…

LeBron and RGIII are about to be buddies....

Calipari and Harbaugh are like 2 characters from The Big Short.

Low End Theory was the first album I ever owned that wasn’t made by Weird Al Yankovic. I attribute that to finally reaching an age that could appreciate art that wasn’t muddied with childish jokes. Within a year I was growing hair on my nuts and using deodorant, but getting that album was when I actually became a man.

Ok. Thanks for clarifying. You sounded like a piece of shit taking pleasure in this guy’s occupational misfortune. Didn’t realize you were a crusader of the truth. You fucking hero.

Care to share what Patrick, Deadspin, or Gawker Media did to you?

You’re a fag?

I don’t mean to belittle your condition (I sweat exclusively through my right underarm and palms), but congratulations on generating the most disgusting yet heartfelt thread I’ve ever had the pleasure of reading.

When the Trojans were at the line down the stretch, they just couldn’t put it in the hole. It’s like the hoop was covered by some sort of thin latex covering. Possibly ribbed.

Came here to say the same thing. My personal policy is always to wear an undershirt in public. Maybe a bit strict for some, but I guarantee that if the day comes that I’m broadcast to millions, I’ll find some other way to look like an ass than simply puking from my pores.

I rather be a smartass than a dumbass, but a dumbass sounding like a smartass beats a smartass sounding like a dumbass.

Can a website have a Napoleanic complex?

I’m glad someone appreciates it, but I didn’t exactly burn the Midnight Oil coming up with that reference.

If only for an unexpected, extended sweat mopping incident resulting in this jerk being put on the spot. “C’mon, you’re only moderately successful! Plus, the new kid a Duke, Graylon or whatever, he can dunk! Your game is fairly below the rim! Jesus, how much sweat is on the floor. So, just to recap, you are decidedly…

I’ve made fun of Charlie V as a Piston fan for his no-show on a gaudy contract, but on this momentous occasion, the time has come, to say fair’s fair.

To shoot down my own conspiracy, they probably didn’t like the idea of Cleaves leaving town to watch basketball, so you move on it if you think there is flight risk.

Allegedly happens 6 months ago, but the charges come on Tourney’s Eve. Prosecutor Kym Worthy is a Wolverine. Somebody has a campaign in her future.

“Pick an early exit for the Spartans and many wins for Villanova”.

Isn’t every edition of this all about Gruden’s passion for canoodling with young QB’s anyway?

What do you expect? These dudes don’t even show enough respect to pay the entire dinner check on a first date.