I usually like a good truthering but I’m going to let this one slide.

Oakley rules!

Another good one is Johnny Cash’s version of Hurt. Babies love it.

“Nobody makes all-gone better than I do. Believe me.”

Thank you.

The shortest distance between two points is a straight line, or in this case of some arc, a single plane. Shooting off the glass makes the shot longer, not closer.

I’m always amazed at how many basketball fans don’t seem to get this.

“Somehow, even in losing this particular battle, the Wizards have done more to prove they’ve arrived as a contender than if they’d won in a blowout.”

Congrats. Big win. It is in no way any kind of reflection on you.

Congrats on the big win. Just remember, you had nothing to do with it and Tom Brady wouldn’t care if you got hit by the Green Line.

And the toxic attitude around here that if you don’t believe 100% what I do, or don’t act 100% in accordance with my expectations, then you’re ALL bad.

I haven’t seen anything like that from Trump, but his son, Butthead, has made about half a dozen tweets of that nature. Little fucking creep.

That was nice.

As another former-athlete-turned-old guy, I can actually relate to being intensely competitive, but this kind of rah-rah, look-at-me shit always turned me off.

*yawn*

Seriously. Has anybody bought into Ray Lewis’ stupid “inspirational” schtick, more than Ray Lewis?

You know what Andy Reid finds even more enticing than Tony Romo’s busted ribs?

I don’t think the issue is authenticity; it’s the large, wasteful spending and to a lesser extent, the fact that it was presented disingenuously.

Correct your first sentence. The would-be game winner was hit with 0.4 seconds left, not 3 seconds.

What game ended 66-63? Not this one.