This fucking dipshit is an approved commenter, and I’m not.
This fucking dipshit is an approved commenter, and I’m not.
Yeah seriously I don’t think we are alone in thinking “Fuck Boxing”. It seems like this rigged looking bullshit has been going on for decades and has no end in sight.
MMA fans are desperate that their latest, greatest hope for legitimacy is about to get his ass kicked by an old boxer.
I think it might be. I read this website everyday, and notice most of the errors, but keep coming back. While anecdotal, it speaks to the bullshit that is her central premise.
“What they don’t understand is that every person who works here also has the ability to be a copy editor at a moment’s notice.”
“There is no such thing as a newspaper without a copy desk.”
All they need to do is form a union.
David,
This is a serious question - What’s with women sitting with their knees up on the couch and holding their coffee cups with two hands? It’s in like 90% of TV shows, commercials and movies. It seems to have started with Jennifer Aniston on friends but I’m not positive.
Cool. What you wrote is still incorrect.
All I want out of the stupid Mayweather-McGregor fight is HamNo assigned to attend. The bitterness should be amazing.
So ... I just want to be clear on this point. It’s cool for a reporter covering a boxing match to place bets on said match? That’s curious.
Oh, that’s tight.
Hi Jon, could you post a selfie so Barry can see what you look like?
Nice try but nope. New York is the team that stepped up and prevented the worst national nightmare from happenning when every other team failed to do so.
I mean, Demarcus Beasley has done a decent job for a long time, but is the defensive cupboard so bare that we have to continue trolling him out there?
Does anyone else read this author’s posts, especially one as laden with history metaphors as this one, just waiting for the “I’m Patrick Wyman, and I just finished my PhD on the end of the Roman Empire” to drop?
It means a player had such an exceptional career for that franchise, that the number can’t be worn again by another player, and usually they hang a banner, or some other visual reminder, somewhere in the arena or stadium to honor them.
Full disclosure: the author didn’t read it either
It’s a very densely populated yet low-rise metropolis, and since it’s a semi-desert (going to outright desert in the outer parts of the metro area) there’s not a ton of tree cover to get in the way.