You smell like the consequence of passion

1.

Capital gains taxes on the idea of anatomical evolution are
bound to grow. Did you hear about the dude who ran the 4.24
40 at the combine, then repped out 225 63 times? you will.

Sportswriters who still want their ballplayers to steal
smokes in the dugout a la kruk dykstra and the boys are
going to dislike most of the 21st century. Rick Reilly
will continue to concentrate on the sociological flotsam
that attaches itself to unbeaten high school teams from
places like Edina, MN and Enigma, GA and Miles City, MT,
and high school wrestling coaches from New Jersey with
cauliflower ears and ambivalent notions about "progress"
will continue to flog their charges down two weight classes
on pure sadistic principle.

And so evolution walks hand in hand with constancy, which
is partly why we still watch. I just want to say a thing:
Ballesteros has a brain tumor. he once defeated the flat
artlessness of fairways and greens and showed us something
about fantasies of escape and "par" in the process. some
4s are not only better than other 4s, some 4s are better
than there more pedestrian 3s.





2.

Oxford Comma is really based on an Andrew WK song. Andrew
Bird, fly away. Please. Or stop insinuating yourself on
her playlist when I happen to be around.