This probably wasn’t the most dignified way for the Caps to wind up tying their playoff game last night:

Note the guy that falls over: He took a direct hit to the family jewels with the puck, and now the poor bastard might wind up minus one of them.

Yow. Even being a Caps fan, I’m not sure that play shouldn’t have been blown dead before Mike Green scored. I think it happened too fast for the refs to realize what had happened, but still, sucks for the Flyers.

Thanks(?) to Deadspin for the tip.

But I’ll enjoy it while it lasts:

So confused…Orioles…winning? Bwah?

Now THAT was a great Super Bowl. Probably one of the few I’ve really gotten emotionally involved in since the last time the ‘Skins won, and that was a looooong time ago.

But how could you not? After Eli Manning somehow managed to escape a tackle, put up a huge throw, and then have David Tyree catch the ball against his helmet, with a guy trying to wrench it from him with all his might.

That single play was, to my recollection, the craziest football play I’ve ever seen, even crazier than when Boise State won the Fiesta Bowl with a fucking Statue of Liberty play a couple years ago.

To turn around from looking like you’re completely fucked, making that play, and then Plaxico Burress absolutely blowing away the defender for the TD on the next one, you had to love the Giants.

The people who came to my house to watch the game started out, by and large, not particularly caring who won. A few wanted to see the Pats lose, just to fuck with their perfect season, but there wasn’t a lot of emotion.

But as the seconds ticked off while Tom Brady repeatedly launched the ball down the field, everyone was rooting hard-core for the Giants. We were all on the edge of our seats, then we celebrated as if we had been rooting for them for years.

That’s why I love sports: When you see such incredible feats and get completely caught up in the emotion, there’s nothing better. Even if you didn’t start out rooting for someone, great games and great players and especially great plays will make you care.

Really, really fantastic game.

From last night’s Office vs. Set Bowl Off: Where Strikes Are A Good Thing.

- Bowling is really hard if you’ve injured the foot you have to plant.

- If you have injured that foot, bowling becomes a lot easier if you just muscle the ball from off your good foot, even though it may fuck with your shoulder a bit.

- Teamsters are excellent bowlers.

- Watching rarely-drinking friends getting wasted off of one drink is even more fun when bowling is involved than at a normal party.

- Watching your co-workers jump up and down like five year olds whenever they get a strike is hilarious.

We’re totally challenging another show as soon as the writers’ strike is over.

Two bits of post-World Series amusement, firstly from The Onion’s Sports department:

Colorado Rockies: ‘What The Fuck Just Happened?’

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and, courtesy of Mark, one of my favorite interweb videos in some time, answering the above question:

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Because I would love a translation and/or explanation for the following video of Korean baseball teams fighting:

Although I have to admit, I think I would enjoy it very much if the next time Barry Bonds gets hit by a pitch, he just started hopping out to the mound on one foot, ready to bowl someone over in a chicken-fight.

Courtesy Dave Barry’s Blog, who suggests that perhaps it’s time for a different sort of drug investigation in Korean baseball.

Not only interwebs, but the return of SPECTACULAR HD to the Gigantic Damn Television, on which I am currently watching Oregon stomp Michigan, and laaaaaaaaughing and laughing.

The only problem is that I think I am going to need a bionic left foot. Anyone have a spare?

Typed words were simply not enough.

Click to listen, it’s under three minutes.

Because either way, it’s true:

Barry Bonds Home-Run Scandal Somehow Becomes Feel-Good Sports Story Of Summer

SAN FRANCISCO—Although Barry Bonds remains the target of criticism over his possible—some say almost certain—use of performance-enhancing substances, the fact that Bonds has not been implicated in dogfighting, nightclub…

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Best quote?

“Bonds is not exactly my hero,” said Braves fan Bradley Hanson, who flew to San Francisco for Monday night’s Braves game in order to pointedly not boo Bonds. “But he’s a reminder that in these troubled times for sports, there are still players whose crimes are simple, pure, and only tarnish our beloved sport and everything it stands for without killing anybody.”

Sorry, Canada.

Yay, Teemu Selane! The man with the second best name in hockey (after Miroslav Satan, who really needs to be traded to the New Jersey Devils) now has his name on the Stanley Cup.