Two months from now...

Big Ben is definitely a Tubbs.

The anxiety that’s going to overtake this city when the Patriots win the AFC again and there’s two weeks of wondering if/when they join the Steelers as 6x champs is going to spread like fucking typhus. People will sell their kids to avoid that happening.

I was at an old-timers bar a couple weeks back: “Fuck Bell. I hope he breaks both of his legs.”

I’ve certainly entered the Stockholm Syndrome level of my feelings toward Brady.

Fair point, but I would never wear my Lemieux sweater on a contraption like this. A Kohl’s hand-me-down that my parents originally bought for $35 can go

Pittsburgher here: He could have been wearing a replica Hines Ward jersey bought at Kohl’s 16 years ago.

Fucking “The Mask” with Jim Carey. There’s a scene near the end when he’s in jail telling his dog to leave him because he’s a loser or something. As a kid, it just really got to me, and I’m not even a dog person.

It’s been moved to the Wall.

I think it’s the effect that Trump has where suddenly simple rational thinking and honesty gets a round of applause. The bar is set under the carpet. Just look at Dipshit’s speech to Congress a month ago. He manages not to smear poo on the TelePrompTer (aside: phone corrected to that, so it’s a proper noun?) and…

*Sees Ellen-Bush picture* Fuck you, universe. You win.

Starring that just put me into the express lane to hell. Nice!

This guy can fuck write off.

Bill Cowher off-camera absolutely cracks me up in this clip. Porter is a real turd, but damn if he was a good character on a fun team.

Hockey dog eats people food, throws up, goes to next game. Soft basketball dog is out two weeks.

And I can’t be the only one who was slightly disappointed when he realized it wasn’t that.

Will Chough.

2017: You thought 2016 was shit?

Time to pop that champagne, Detroit.

? Did Antonio Brown buy stock in Deadspin?