I was privileged to see Joe Namath twice in person. And he would sling the ball on such a low line, the ball would be intercepted 20 yards ahead of the open receiver. Like Reggie Jackson striking out vs. a Reggie home run, Joe Willie's interceptions were just as impressive.
I've heard anecdotal stories of dentists lapsing into depression from too much nitrous use, but when they are advised to stop by their psychiatrist, they bounce back rather quickly. In college, I had friends who claimed they were in the biology club, and would pick up large canisters for parties.
The fact everyone at Deadspin jerks off to being the next Bill Simmons, earns him my yes vote. Emeritus writing today's Jamberoo reminded me of how good this site used to be.
Damn your blackened Irish Catholic heart Erin. With few exceptions, I love cheesy Christmas songs, and Bruce Springsteen's live version of Santa Claus is Coming to Town forever rocks. Especially cuz I was there.
In the movie version of Roddy Doyle's fictional chronicle of Ireland's amazing 1990 World Cup run--The Van-- the protagonist is watching TV wearing a "Fuck Schillaci" t-shirt. My son and I shared a big laugh in a 3/4 empty art house.