Tonight at 9 p.m., a mere seven (!) GOP candidates will take the stage in South Carolina to scream at each other en masse for the first time in 2016. And we’ll be liveblogging the whole damn thing.
Tonight at 8:30 p.m. Eastern, the 9 (??) top GOP candidates will take the stage for the 358th time to see who can scream “ISIS” the loudest. And we’ll be liveblogging every last tirade with the help of our sister site Jezebel. Because no one should have to go through this alone.
The Steelers and Patriots play the first game of the season tonight. Come hang out as we watch meaningful football.
Here we go. The United States women’s national team is taking on Japan in the World Cup final. Follow along as we yell and jingoistically babble our way through the game while the Americans attempt to Do The Whole Shit for the first time since 1999.
Hello! This is the official Deadspin liveblog of the 2015 NBA Draft. We’ll be farting around here until we get tired and decide to go to bed. Let’s do this.
Unlike many people, I don't remember where I was when OJ Simpson took off on that infamous Bronco ride back in 1994. It was summer, so I was probably at my folks' house asking my mom to buy me lots of Killian's Irish Red for freshman year. I remember watching the sheriff on ESPN say that police were "actively"…
That's right, we are liveblogging Coach again because you can stream it on Netflix and you don't really need another reason past that. Last time around, I was very concerned with the number of redheads in the show. I still am. It seems, proportionally, all out of whack.
Welcome back to the much-anticipated second chapter of our occasionally continuing coverage of the late-80s-mid-90s classic sitcom Coach. It's on Netflix. You can stream it and watch it with me and the other six or seven degenerates still hanging around.
Did you know that you can stream Coach on Netflix right now? It's true. So guess what? I'm going to do it and live blog a couple eps because, why the hell not, right? We can have this shared experience of having watched Coach on Netflix and it will be preserved for time immemorial. Get excited!
Weather may be an issue, but that won't stop us from bringing you a running account of the biggest hits and most exciting plays in this year's star-studded NFL Pro Bowl.
Before we start tonight, I offer you this heartwarming story from our own Tommy Craggs about going to vote today: "I saw an old man melt down in the middle of the gym. He was screaming, 'Does anyone work here??' And then, when he learned he'd have to wait in line to use a booth, he crumpled up his ballot, threw it at…
Welcome to the 2012 NFL Pro Bowl Live Blog Extravaganza. We will be watching the NFL's ode to the fans and updating the page as all the excitement and big time plays unfold.
Rafael Nadal and Roger Federer are set to meet in the Australian Open semifinals on Thursday, in a match scheduled to begin at 3:30 a.m. ET. It's the 27th time the pair have met on a tennis court, with the Majorcan matador holding a 17-9 edge all-time, 7-2 in Grand Slams. The meeting is notable, considering Nadal's…
Whitlock is talking about Kansas City right now. Where is he going to take his talents next? Grab some BBQ and plop down for a few hours.
Yes, it only lasts two-and-a-half minutes, but that's what makes it such an ideal candidate for real-time updating! I'll only be writing about the race itself, so we'll be out of here in no time.
Sandwiched betwixt Opening Day and some type of basketball competition lies grown adults dancing for
the hell of it. Bravissimo!
Will Erin Andrews dance again with her lower half covered in silly string? Those who follow the live blog might find this out.
See this lady? She's involved somehow in tonight's season premiere of DWTS (pronounced "duh-witz"), along with 10 other celebrities.
On the brink of history, the 0-17 Nets take on the Mavericks. Check in regularly for updates on the game, and my eroding sanity.
Well, I'm stuck here watching this game on a Tuesday afternoon (5:07? Really?) so I might as well describe it to you in pithy chronological outbursts. Nothing helps the sting of your team's season fading away like a live blog