In the Land of Nothingness, Nothing is King

That's right, we don't even have any EPL fun this weekend.  Since Newly Disappointing Everton are out of the FA Cup (i.e., now a "Mickey Mouse" cup, in footy parlance), I could be arsed about that (check ESPN+ in case you get uber-bored, though). Might as well recap recent events, though.  City of

Entropy Season in the Prem?

It sure seems like we are headed that way.  Villa started out like ass, now they are hot on Handsome Mikel's tail (PHRASING!).  The filthy Redshite pulled off almost the exact inverse of Villa, to Hippo's Bitter Blue glee.  Nobody knows exactly how the Euro-slots after King's Afrikan Water Pistols and

25 Oct 2025 JV Footy Nighttime

I have no lead in for y'all. Wisconsin (+32.5) at Oregon (7:00, FS1) Sickos Committee has to be all over this, with Bucky Badger trying to extend its wrong-direction-clean-sheet streak to three.  How long has THAT been since someone did that, at the D-1A level?  I sure as fuck don't remember. Bonfire Cult

Another Sabado MOAR Football

Various footy on USA and NBC, I am just too lazy to write about it.  Sorry about that. Westwood Klavern (+25.5) at Indiana (Noon, Fox) Suddenly, the DSF-free Bruins are the hottest team in the land.  Except, uh, the loaded freight train headed their way today. Johnny Reb (+5.5) at Steerfuckers North (Noon,

Sorry, I Have Nothing Thread

Woke up Friday with that cold/cough virus that's going around.  FUCK EVERYTHING.  At least I can accurately say that I'm not abusing the resources of the federal government to cover up my child rape and/or rape-adjacency. Do what thou will with the day.  Pray for NFL pre-season to hurry the fuck

The Un-rootable Matchup

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We just got handed one in meatspace, with Bibi Netanyahu v. the Theocratic Regime of Iran.  This will be very bad war-teevee, with nobody to root for. As I mentioned before, the phenomenon of "sliding scale of support and hatreds" is one of the key pillars to the NFL's success.  I

Catler Day Open Thread

Oh dear Sweet Baby Jeebus, so many things in the (sweltering, unpleasantly musty) June air that I doooooonnnnn't caaaaaarrrrre about: Infantino's public display of self-fellatio (ie, the Club World Cup) Trump/Musk kayfabe lovers' quarrel (after the first hour of mild amusement) fucking baseball (now that the #BFIB Prague Spring is

May – Lesser Footy, Greater Boredom

At least the Barca/Inter Shempions matchup has been bonkers and captivating.  I can recall stanning for Denzel Dumfries in a "which right back should Everton target" years ago (and was accused of being a dope), so I feel vindicated as fook. But on the weekend?  There's fuck shit to do.  Realistically,

Pre-Draft Saturday Meanderings

As Horatio mentioned earlier this week, I too have pretty much no thoughts on the 2025 Draft.  Is it because the QBs are so shite, at least in top-end potential (it is, however, a GREAT market for those seeking cheap QB2s)?  Is it the oppressive gloom of liberal democracy's death