Some thoughts on legacy.
Every Word You Speak Makes Me Just a Little More Stupid: The Phil Simms Problem
I’m trying to imagine a scenario in which I actively seek out information and I’m glad not to be able to get it. Like: I give money to my banker, I ask my banker what she’s going to do with it and she says, “You know, we talked about it earlier—we’re going to drop it
Everything’s Better When They Fail: Blair Walsh and Other “Chokes”
The worst entry in the recently assembled canon of “Blair Walsh Is a Choker”-style hit-pieces can be found on USA Today’s “FTW” website, in which Blair Walsh’s missed 27-yard field goal at the end of last week’s NFC Wild Card game is rated as the “third worst choke” in NFL history. If you’re curious, Gary
Just Tell Me What to Feel, and I Will
If you look for it, you’ll find it. A yearbook photograph of Jihadi John when he was a boy. He was a goofy-looking kid with a goofy-looking haircut, and a goofy smile to match. He wore a dorky school uniform, he played soccer, his favorite band was S Club 7, and when he was older, he
Good Beer, Bad Beer, and Soccer
I’d like to tell you about a bet involving really good beer, really bad beer, and also soccer, but first a clarification: Though you’d think it would almost have to be, “Bud Light & Clamato Chelada” is not the worst beer in the world. Just so we’re clear, “Clamato” is a portmanteau of “clam” and
