Kristen, watching you turn into a Mustang believer has been really fun to watch since you reviewed that bright orange GT a while back (violently orange still makes me chuckle to this day). I have had the same experience since getting my ‘16 GT at roughly the same time as that review, despite not being a huge Mustang…

The school colors predate the actual mascot being named. These are throwback uniforms that call back to the days when Tulane didn’t have a mascot and was just called the “Olive and Blue”. So, pre-1920.

Houston-Tulane was one of those college football matchups that, on paper, looked like its sole purpose was to serve more as gambling fodder than as a legitimate competition for each program.

It’s an alternate uni spotlighting their accent color, green actually is their primary color and what they normally wear

Tell em’ McClusky! Tell em what time it is!

This moron is in the black, and I’m in the gray. It’s a mixed up world we live in.

Just chiming in to say I really enjoyed this article and thank you for writing and sharing it.

I’m saving money for one now.

Life is so much easier with a crane.

I do not care one iota about croquet, but I still could not stop reading this wonderful article. Great writing!

So that’s the Platinum wash.

This works.

Fun story: I was at the game last night and a dude behind me in Yankees garb yelled “field your position” after CC tried to dive for a bunt in the first.. I turned around and said something to the effect of “dude, his knees don’t work any more.” His reply? “Then he shouldn’t be out there.”

He also refused to stand when…

What a fantastic article.  Thank you.

I’ll always have a soft spot for CC. The last game my grandfather got to go to was an Indians game back in 2007. The Indians were playoffs-bound and CC was pitching. The stadium was electric — “It’s Tribe Time Now” towels were spinning around the stadium all night. I don’t recall the Indians won, but I do remember…

Top stuff, great article!

I fucking love that Deadspin has fascinating and well-written articles like these, where when you read the headline you momentarily wonder if it’s just a randomly generated string of words, and then you realize that no, there really were two Kentucky farmers that became kings of croquet.

Based on her name I had always assumed Tessa Virtue was dating Dick Tracy.

*Closes laptop thoughtfully, wipes away a tear, considers life for a moment, reopens laptop, types away furiously*

Starred for Isla Fisher. She is definitely my brand of hot.