Oh, it was a rainy Sunday on the East Coast, including at the HippoLair. I tried to nap, truly. As with most things in life, I failed spectacualrly. Still, one quartered back overcame the early window elements to go over 300 yards in a dominant win. Of course, that man is
Scary Texan Stories
The (W)Omen (and Halloween Open Thread)
INTERIOR, REPUBLIC RECORDS LOBBY. A DESPONDENT RECORD EXECUTIVE SITS ON A BENCH, WITH A CATHOLIC PRIEST STANDING PRIEST: The relationship...is dead. RECORD EXECUTIVE: No. No, not again. Taylor's fans are rabid, but our research indicates another album of thinly-veiled spite songs will crash her brand. Swifties today want love. They want hope...not
Lover
The Man in the Arena
Sebastian Blax craned his neck in an attempt to catch a glance of the must-be approaching light rail between the crossing traffic. The train was already three minutes behind schedule and the arrival updates had ceased from the speakers mounted on the insufficient shade structure under which he stood. Seeing
The Prometheus of Tyranny
Billionaire Los Angeles Chargers owner, Dean Spanos, drives east from the coast on Interstate Highway Number 15 to scout out amenities for his squad's January trip to play the Las Vegas Raiders. The hardtop down on his AMG GT C Roadster, Spanos slows, accelerates, and weaves through the midday traffic
Dallas Deathride of Doom! A DFO Halloween Special!
VaLOWntine’s Day: A [DFO] Holiday Horror Story
As the evening Pacific winds flow over the downtown high rises and push south through his Balboa Park neighborhood, a young man sits alone on his front porch tiredly waiting for his Valentines Day miracle. "Before all this," as seemed to preclude nearly every first-date statement he'd made since last
Deshaun of the Dead: Sunday Night Game Open Thread
So I've been on the road all day and have relatively little firsthand knowledge of what the shit went on this afternoon. A brief (aka halfass) recap after this important message: WOOOOOO! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Ok. I'm good. I'm cool. So the Bills (WOOOO!) handed the Iggles a golden opportunity to pull even
Time Enough at Last
Jameis Winston, professioanal quarterback and player for the National Football League's Tampa Bay Buccaneers, studies the defense presented before him as he approached his presenting center. He sees the mike backer, jerysey number 66, cheating up then taking one step out wide, a sign to Winston that this defender will
The Devil and Hue Jackson (Part 2)
Part 1 --- "Good morning, Huey Jackson, it's time to rise and grind." The Devil's words come penetratin' into Hue's wrecked mind. So Hue sets down Mike Brown's laundry, cause that's his job these days, In addition to designin' passes for Andy Dalton to throw away. "Wake up, Sunshine!" the Devil laughs. "It's time to break
The Deadlyest Catch
On Halloween night, hours after the doorbell ceased ringing and the post bar-crawl traffic had evaporated, a man sits alone in his Los Angeles bungalow. Digitally penning his thoughts across a host of athletics message boards -- Deadspin, Reddit, Athalon -- he navigates his browser to his true pride and
