Every day of the pre-Super Bowl fortnight provides another heaping bowl of “I’m losing the will to care.”
Do not, do NOT get worked up about what James Harden said about the Warriors in the Rockets’ pregame huddle the other night, unless you want to be the one who people sidle away from in bars.
To begin, Je Suis une dent de Tigre.
In other words, "I Am Tiger’s Tooth.”
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In case you 49ers fans need a pick-me-up from the scaremongering that is Lane Kiffin, consider this -– your team wasn’t going to beat Seattle, ever.
Adam Silver has revealed himself as a modern-day John O’Sullivan, a newspaper editor (and who doesn’t hate those guys?), who decided America should be able to grab whatever it can get and used the
Nothing says devotion (and inadequate parenting) quite like a child begging to have a team to follow, and nothing says charming opportunism quite like a team taking him up on his offer.
Hurray! Manny Pacquiao and Floyd Mayweather are closing in on that big fight you’ve all been waiting for. Bob Arum says Pacquiao has agreed and the only hurdle now is Mayweather’s approval.
And your national champion is . . . North Dakota State. It’s what the committee would have wanted.
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Dez Bryant. Rules that defy explanation. Your eyes have been told to drop dead by the NFL yet again.