2015 was a banner year for the world’s profanity practitioners, as motherfuckers with filthy mouths talked shit on TV, to referees, and to fans around the world. Here’s the best fucking curse words we highlighted on Deadspin’s pages in 2015:
Nashville Predators forward James Neal appeared to go down from little to no contact in the second period against the Bruins tonight, causing a referee to whistle for embellishment and then scream at him. “Fuck you, you’re getting a fucking embellishment” is what it sounds like on this end. To complete Neal’s karmic…
Good day to you, Jon Stewart. I never thought my first Dear Jon letter would explode with expletives, but ever since you, puckish fake newsman, hit what used to be called the small screen with your volcanic potty mouth and flagrant disregard for FCC regulations, you managed to disable just about every known profanity…
This video starts slowly, but you won't regret sticking it out to the end.
2013 was a banner year for televised cursing. Of course, when A.J. "Fuckin' Shit" Clemente made his appearance, we knew we were in for something special—but he's far from the only media or sports person to utter expletives on-air. Here's our favorite profane moments of 2013.
Twitter reports that the Super Bowl generated 24 million tweets last night. Most of them were terrible, so I just looked at the ones that said "fuck."
This—and not Carmelo Anthony's spy/Slayer roadie—is the reason parabolic microphones were invented. And the ball listened—it knows what's good for it.
This isn't the first time Nate Diaz has flipped off an opponent in the middle of a match, nor the first time he's shown his propensity for flipping people off—that's what Nate and his brother Nick do. Those guys just love flipping the bird. Nonetheless, Fox was caught off-guard, unless the contingency plan all along…
Maybe this doesn't need to be said, but normal people don't complain to the FCC. It's not that they don't get offended: it's just that it takes a hell of a lot more to offend them than the sort of thing that actually makes it on television. Like M.I.A. slipping a middle finger past NBC censors. Not the end of the…
You can throw out the record books when the Alberta and Quebec women's curling teams get together. It got pretty heated yesterday at the Scotties Tournament of Hearts (Canada's women's championship), when Alberta skip Heather Nedohin let loose a creative swear word after coming up short on her shot.
Will no one think of the children's ears? (H/T Brian K.)
Your morning roundup for Oct. 15, the day we totally realized that Tums commercial with a randy corn dog is really a work of dong-involved artistry. Got any stories or photos for us? Tip your editors.
In a letter addressed to all "UW Student Season Ticket Holders," University of Wisconsin AD Barry Alvarez and Head Football Coach Bret Bielema were sure to point out that "singing 'Buttercup' and 'Sweet Caroline' [during the Nebraska game] was fantastic." Which it surely was.
The perils of live sideline reporting are such that even if you catch yourself calling a coach named Butch a bitch (as in, Jones of Cincinnati), a lot of people notice. And giggle. And take video of it and send it in to websites that may or may not post a six-second snippet of said slip.
Another day, another affecting tale of the pristine image of fans at West Virginia University. At least according to Maryland lineman A.J. Francis, who informed the Washington Post of how deep his family's roots in the Mountain State go before he then shared this heartwarming little story:
You know, like the one you see above. The open letter from WVU AD Oliver Luck to the Mountaineer faithful echoes the mass email sent this week to Maryland students by its AD.
In West Virginia, the Mountaneers/Herd matchup is a big fuckin game. At last check, WVU was down to Marshall 7 to fuckin 3. (H/T Nine tipsters within eight minutes)
As part of an 1898 campaign to curb the use of foul language in baseball, this memo was purportedly sent to every team. It stands as a fascinating record of Gay Nineties profanity, which doesn't actually sound outdated at all.
Someone who has been identified as Marco Campagna of Montreal's sports-talk radio was none too happy with the performance of equipment in 990 AM The Team's studios on Thursday. To remedy the situation, he dropped 11 F-bombs in 48 seconds, not knowing the mic was live.
When you have a row of bushes in front of your shop, you want them to look pristine. A well-tended exterior shows your business is also well-tended. It's understandable you'd be upset if skateboarders repeatedly fucked with your shit.