Am I the only one who clearly sees the ball slip out of Cousins hand before Graham hits it? That’s a fumble.

He was trying to keep your Nazi buddies from closing in on him, stupid ass.

63 Earths can fit in Uranus.

Wayne Gretzky must cringe every time he’s reminded just how long Dustin is

This shouldn’t be a surprise. Says right there in Matthew 24:36 that none may know the hour of his return. Not even the angels in heaven or Tim himself. Only the Father knows.

Slow newsday

It has an extra dot because it goes from “50's” to the end of the sentence, where you put a period.

I like the bigger one who tries to join and play, but gives up shortly after, because what’s the point of it all.

Sleeper pick

With talk like that, Trubisky is a proven winner in the locker room.

Scrolling through this list quickly, I don’t see anyone I really actively wish ill upon (well, except Trent Dilfer: God, if I never hear his voice again it’ll be too soon). But honestly, there are flat-out too many people in mass media, period.

You mean unlike hard hit ball rate, quality of contact measurement, exit velocity, and probably 50 other redundant stats?

I bought my kid a huge bag of Salt and Vinegar last night (her favorite). She can have them because these things are harder than Peter North’s dick.

The most American thing about the WBC final is that the US wins regardless of the outcome.

Beasley is so lucky. Now he gets paid to not work while living the high life in Milwaukee, Wisconsin.

I have never seen a sprinkler head that close to a green before. If it is going to be that close it should at least be at grade

Big deal. I dribble between the legs all day.

For a guy who bitched and moaned about President Obama playing golf ad nauseam, he sure does golf a lot.

I think we can safely assume that most of the football staff, obviously including Joe Paterno, the board at Second Mile and the administration knew about Sandusky.