People will basically torture themselves in the name of getting slim. But you can’t call it the Torture Diet. So they call it “Paleo” or a “Juice Cleanse,” and bolster it with gimmicky claims about how it’s going to rid your body of toxins and make you a better, healthier, more spiritually balanced person. But in the…
If you were alert last week and in possession of even the shiftiest wifi, you know about the latest
costume trend in men's attire: the Lumbersexual.
Goddammit. You just want to enjoy a perfectly fine sport, and here comes the Times' style section, bent on fetishizing pseudo-intellectual soccer fandom to the point where you're forced to reconsider your choice of fellow travelers. Read this and recoil.
Bye bye, vocal fry. All the cool kids in 2013 are ending their sentences with invisible question marks.
On Tuesday, in front of a small crowd at Arthur Ashe Stadium, the inconsistent Serbian Ana Ivanoivc had an early lead on Victoria Azarenka in the fourth round at the U.S. Open. At the end of a 14-shot rally late in the first set, Ivanovic slapped a weak forehand into the net.
What would motivate you to Google "referee?" Nothing good (unless you're counting sexy bedroom role-play costumes, in which case, uh, nothing good). The above Google Trends graph (updated last night) shows the relative frequency of "referee" searches in the United States since 2004. The term tends to spike with…
Mark this date in history, people. Years from now, you will look back at June 5th, 2012, as the beginning of the LAX BRO MOVEMENT. And you will have Boston Globe reporter Jenifer McKim to thank for it:
Detroit Lions running back Mikel Leshoure is being arraigned today in Berrien County, Mich., court on a marijuana charge. As with many low-stakes weed busts, the details are whimsical:
While we declared the end to the Hoopster trend a year and a half ago, the Hoopsters show no signs of quitting—certainly not at this past weekend's Ultra music fest in Miami. For the uninitiated, Ultra is the social event for college kids who love Ecstasy and sort of like electronic music. Here are some highlights…
The estimable Jon Bois has an exhaustive study up at SBNation today about how there is only one active athlete in major American professional and college sports named Bob. (It's not Sura.) There used to be a lot. RIP, Bob.
Photographer Jason Miklian is working in the Dhaka and captured a young man wearing this insane sweatshirt, which brilliantly encompasses how some cultures interpret America's fashion sense when it comes to team gear.
The Hoopsters brought us a lot of enjoyment over the last two months. However, now that summer's over and the New York Times is writing about them—and quoting me—it's time to say goodbye.
Yesterday, we posted a quicklink to The Faster Times's gallery of indie bros wearing NBA jerseys at the Pitchfork Festival. It's a fascinating phenomenon, a game even, as if they're actively trying to wear the most ridiculous NBA jersey imaginable.
This gallery of Pitchfork Festival denizens provides definitive proof that hipsters are now wearing old NBA jerseys at an even more obnoxious rate than previously imagined. But you probably haven't heard of these players, they're pretty obscure. [The Faster Times]
Have you heard? Anybody who's anybody knows that the coolest thing to do now—at least in the lawless cesspool of the northwest suburbs of Chicago—is to beat up a mascot at an amusement park. Random assault fever—catch it!
Silicon Valley engineers products and then exports them to the rest of the world. The latest innovation: ping-pong-playing robots disguised as small children, built from scratch to ruthlessly dominate the Olympics and win eternal glory for America. U-S-A!