Request Line: Closernerdness with Peter King

Editors' Note:  This week, we asked noted Coldplay, U2, and Bruce Springsteen enthusiast Peter King to help us introduce the request line by selecting songs he would use if he were an MLB closer.  We are truly sorry.   With all of the interesting NFL going-ons right now -- the robbery of a 7-11 by a

Thursday Night Preseason “Action”

In a pair of match-ups truly worthy of what we've come to expect from Thursday Night Football, tonight we're "treated" to Washington and Detroit at 7:30, and the "marquee" game of The Factory of Sadness against everyone's favorite pussytubing coach and his collection of quarterbacks who somehow are still on

Welcome to the Ravens Riot Wrap Up

Eliteness, Mrs. Fozz's Heartbreak, Terrell's Sudden Weight Loss Every year, when training camp is about to start, I tell myself, “No way the whole ‘Is Flacco Elite?’ subject comes up.” Then, I tune into the local piece of shit sports radio channel and I am proven wrong by “experts” who take time

The [*Redacted] s Get a New Community Outreach Coordinator

In a lavishly-appointed office, somewhere near (well, not that near) Washington D.C., the [*Redacted] s' chiefs tackle a problem... Bruce Allen: "Our latest pronouncement that we won't change our team name -" Dan Snyder: "THE [*Redacted] S!" Bruce Allen: "Uh, right. The [*Redacted] s. Anyway, our announcement that we won't change our name even to negotiate

Windy City: How Hurricane Katrina Saved Chicago

McQueary: You don't know how many people acted like it was my fault, in those first few days. That's crazy, right? The biggest freak weather occurrence in history, because I wrote this silly little editorial? Of course, no one cared about the reality of the situation. I'd asked for it, and

NSA Telephone Transcript #68U127IP93

[brief ringing sound, then a phone picking up] OSZ: [brief sound of a phone being fumbled then dropped; faintly] Ah, what the fuck… Drunk Uncle Roy: ZERO! ARE YA THERE MY BOY? OSZ: [sound of a cat meowing loudly] Gimme that… hullo? DUR: ZERRROOOOO! WE’RE UN! DEE! FEET! ED! OSZ: Oh no. Is that you