And he also has a new video part that you can watch right here.
A fictional beat reporter gives us a sneak preview of HBO's "Hard Knocks."
How about Dad Overtime, for example? In the event of a tie, all members of Team A and Team B will be swapped out for their dads.
The Goldwater Institute is ball-blocking the Phoenix Coyotes.
The Spurs don't deserve their rough reputation among idiot half-awake check-in basketball fans. They're the NBA's model franchise.
Dan Hardy gets paid to beat people up and he loves every minute of it.
There's something remarkable about the fact that acerbic gnome and mock-turtleneck aficionado Stan Van Gundy is the most recognizably human player in the chain of events that cost him his job.
All of her potential suitors are jackoffs.
"Why are they throwing the book at The Big Man? Isn't he dead? Can't Obama let him rest in peace?" These and all of your other stupid questions answered by our crack sports department.
I've decided to profile each active player left from the Sox's 2011 roster and rate their XSP (Expected Snitching Percentage).
This week Alex Gordon got a ball in the nuts and Lawrence Taylor earned more money to pay for his underage prostitutes.
What does it mean for the Knicks if these two are having genital parties with each other?
On Saturday the sixth-best soccer team in England is playing the second-best team in Germany for the title of best team in Europe. It doesn't really make sense, we know.
The truth is, the guys making the decisions in baseball probably aren't as numb-skulled as they appear.
If it's not in this column it doesn't have to do with balls.
This weekend, let's celebrate not-quite-shitty-enough soccer.
The Knicks aren't getting any more good players, and the guys they have aren't good enough. Maybe you should read a book or something instead of watching Knicks games next year?
Arto Saari's story is nothing short of miraculous. Obviously he's naturally gifted and skated his ass off as a kid, but his rise to prominence is like no one else's.
Independent League baseball is like the Island of Misfit Ballplayers, full of unheralded prospects and vets desperate for one last shot at the dance.
Lots of balls this week, including Jim Harden's of the Thunder. Which makes us wonder, are his balls as semi-Dan Haggis hairy as his face?
Roy Hodgson looks like an owl and once tried to erase his own face. Perfect for managing the English national team, a job that is not a job.
Mariano Rivera, one of the few players baseball fans can agree upon, ripped up his knee shagging flies during batting practice.
More and more, in magazines and lockers rooms, boxers are being asked to defend their sport against this growing phenomenon.
The battle between the American hockey-stats wonk and the Canadian hardcore music intellectual continues.