Goitre

Um...nevermind. You can't possibly untangle that. I can sorta see where Mr. Monsoon is coming from. Mick Foley made it to the top of the sleaziest, most political, backstabbing, self-serving, dishonest profession, under Vince fucking McMahon of all the rapists, by being Good Guy Mick? Pull the other one, it plays Freebird. It's entirely valid to view his appearance on the Gordy episode poorly

You can get anything you want in prison. They're really strong economies.

"No. I could see him faking it to escape though. Paul London just needs to keep a straight face for him to pull it off this time" ...aaaand the comedians are here. So that's that, then?

Except...

I can't fathom buying Clue, the boardgame, and opening it up to find a note saying there's no Col. Mustard, wrench or ballroom yet. Scrabble, but they'll send me the vowels later. But I'm old so I can't fathom people who sell incomplete games, nor the people who purchase them. Goitre, waiting for Domino's to deliver the pepperoni on my pizza separately sometime in the next few months.

...one-legged Maxwell taking the Aussies from 7-91 to 7-241 chasing 292. Amazing innings, especially once he got hurt.

If you collated all of your imagination's wanderings in book form, I'd buy it.

TIL - "In Germany, a hat-trick refers to three consecutive goals in a match. If the goals are scored without interruption in the same half, it is subsequently billed with the adjective lupenrein, meaning 'flawless' or 'perfect'."

Tor Kamata = Torquemada = Greatest Wrestling Name Ever

I stop at red lights, but tattoos are another form of submission altogether. A tattoo is not the message, it's the medium.

People who don't like echo chambers. Sorry, people who don't fucking like echo chambers.

You make this more and more the DVDVR Echo Chamber when you do that. Anyway, some of you have never been kneed in the rectum. Atomic Drops are absolutely believable.

Who else is on their 42,095th draft for this year's Fantasy Premier League? Trossard's my biggest headache, followed by Liverpool's attack - too up-in-the-air at the moment.

You don't get to say whether you're a creep or not. That's for others to decide.

Aldis is an actor and sees wrestling as an acting gig. I once wrestled a TV-extra and he was basically in wrestling to pad out his acting resume; no interest in the sport at all.

Yes, but it's only, like, 2.5 bets per week at face value. If we take out the off-season when he's not betting it goes up to 3.5ish. The FA's hypocrisy is incredible, though.

I remember one of the WWF announcers used to call Hogan "the Hulker" in the early days.

MJF's tweet "For those commenting on my handwriting A) you try learning to read and write with a learning disability. B) blow me."

Former England opener Nick Compton on Bazzball: "They keep talking about the entertainment factor and you think: ‘Yeah, the entertainment’s good, the aggression’s good.’ But, fundamentally, it’s not that entertaining losing. If you keep squandering good opportunities it goes from entertainment to stupidity."

An XI of Ric Flair impersonators would be great entertainment, too. But it's not about that. If the way England play (throwing wickets away, dropping catches, leaving your crease) results in losing the Ashes, an English fan would be perfectly entitled to bitch about it, mentally defective or not. I also have no problem with 9 hours of practicing forward defense for Test Match cricketers.

James Trafford's value just went through the roof.

I'm not the one excluding Bairstow. I'm excluding cheating.

You're half-serious, at least, aren't you? For one, Carey threw it almost the second it hit his gloves. For two, no, most people aren't dumb enough to leave their crease constantly, which gave Carey the idea, and certainly not leave their crease before the umpire calls "over". You're acting like this is the first time anything like this has ever happened and the sky is falling; it happens every ball in every form and level of cricket. You don't leave your crease. Again, under 12 stuff. The "silly bugger" was Broad, with his exaggerated piss-taking inciting the crowd. The dumb fuck was Bairstow. Edit: Just saw Bairstow attempted the exact thing himself, two days earlier. Fer feck's sake. Spirit of the Game.

Aussies are "cheats" and "cunts"? Not, "Bairstow fucked up"? Abrogation of personal responsibility, indeed. "Spirit of the Game"? W.G Grace was the original cheating cunt, 150 years ago. Bodyline was another example of the British spirit of the game. What a nebulous, farcical concept.

The ball wasn't dead. Stay in your crease. Under 12 stuff.