We have a new development in the Summer of Gronk, as enormous highlighter Rob Gronkowski is still wearing the same shorts from yesterday, but now has a matching tank top. Gronk went onstage during 3LAU's—I hate myself—set at Ultra Music Festival in Miami.
Rob Gronkowski—the answer to the question "What if an EDM track somehow learned how to play football?"—is in Miami, shirtless and twerking. Do you need to know anything else?
In a world where even Dan Shaughnessy will hedge against his own stupidity, we desperately need a local newspaper columnist who isn't afraid to dish out the kind of moral rectitude and one-sentence KABOOM paragraphs that will put the sporting world back on the path to righteousness. We need a hero. We need the…
In the old days, a middle school soccer party used to mean cheap pizza, off-brand local supermarket soda, and having to leave when your mom picked you up on the way back from the mall.
Michelle Wie won the first major of her career on Sunday, shooting a final-round 70 to claim the U.S. Open title. Afterward, she got together with some friends to celebrate the victory, and oh man did they have they have a party.
How many letters do you think "Dear Abby" receives in a day? Hundreds? Thousands? Enough, surely, that the advice column (now written by Jeanne Phillips) wouldn't need to run a fake letter. But you'll probably find this one in your local paper today, and we're pretty sure it's not authentic.
Remember when Miley Cyrus twerked and we had big discussions on What It Meant? It seems like so long ago in internet time. Anyway, Mitch Albom used his Sunday column space to tackle this crazy newfangled twerking.