It was ruled an own goal, but it shouldn’t be. The scoring definition is basically “if the shot would have been on target absent a deflection, the player who originally attempted the shot gets credit for the goal.”
It was ruled an own goal, but it shouldn’t be. The scoring definition is basically “if the shot would have been on target absent a deflection, the player who originally attempted the shot gets credit for the goal.”
The pieces of his letter that she read into the record were incredible. This dude thinks he’s the victim. He actually used the phrase “Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.”
We were all born again after that dunk.
Kids born after The Dunk of Death are now in college.
So you can be confident you’re buying from people like you.
I checked out the Amazon listing, and look at this shit in the description:
“- Safety - If you read travel blogs, most crimes that happen to tourists are crimes of theft, usually in the form of pickpockets, who are criminals of opportunity. If you look like a tourist, you will more likely be targeted, than if you look like someone on business. A good sports coat, helps one blend in,…
Facing two terrible fan bases, I am once again struck by how much I abjectly despise Pats fans. At least Philly fans have the balls to admit they suck. They wear their shittiness like a badge of honor. Meanwhile Pats fans are over here trying to apply logic to every shitty call that went for them, never admitting…
Because nothing shows you oppose cops being stereotyped for cruelty and barbarism like a fucking Punisher logo.
1. Cut all the brownies and place them on a plate.
Instead of boycotting the Super Bowl or doing something else with my time, I am going to go to a friend’s viewing party and then leave in a huff when they don’t stand in their living room for the national anthem. That way it’ll be for the troops. I’m also going to tweet about it using a slightly-darkened old photo and…
Naw, I’m not going to be watching the super bowl. Not watching will be the capstone on my season-long journey of NFL boycotting. I may cook up that delicious chili recipe you posted last year, though. Good lord was that tasty.
Exactly. I’m not sure why that Genovese wanker gets credit for discovering the Americas when he never made it to the mainland, had no idea where he was, and was a gigantic douche-canoe to the people already living in the land he “discovered.” I mean, sure, Euro-centric history, but even so, why not credit the Vikings…
Being disrespectful to individual, underpaid, overworked teachers is so hip.
You have no idea if his journal is spot on. That teacher could easily have mentioned “indigenous peoples” or “Native Americans” and because King didn’t hear “Indians” he assumed he was being taught a lie... instead of, you know, a culturally appropriate take on the truth.
I am a teacher (High school math, formerly English and History), and I cannot find this amusing. I remember being 9 and getting mad when a teacher was wrong. Germany isn’t landlocked Mrs. Hampton!
The kid’s name is King. He signed the end of his journal entry.
The “OK” knocked me out. It has to be the the step child of “I said what I said” This child is COMPLETELY unbothered by his teacher. It’s fabulous. And I have been trying to find a way to articulate what my mood for 2018 is and this child found it for me.