Sometimes, when you’re watching garbage time of a midseason game that involves, say, the Knicks, it’s easy to forget exactly how much bonker-balls craziness happens in sports pretty much constantly. With the goal of getting you excited, psyched up and jacked sideways for 2014, here’s a review of all the awesomeness, shocking villainy, and general bonker-ballsness from the last year in athletic competition.
Maybe if she was on the field, Alabama wouldn’t have lost.
He helped reveal baseball’s culture of chemical enhancement in the summer of 1998. Fifteen years later, the fallout from Wilstein’s discovery continues — because not much has changed.
Some of these should be tattoos.
Is Robert Gill even street legal?
Wind sprints not included.
Two years after he retired from baseball in disgrace, one of the greatest sluggers of his generation wound up playing on the other side of the world, the unlikely savior of a league whose reputation is as complicated as his own. And with a major league comeback possibly imminent, a half a season in Taiwan may have saved Manny Ramirez, too.
I’ve never been more thankful that Bob Costas exists.
When Bubba Watson asks you to play in his foursome, you may get to drive a hovercraft.
Guy needs a new gig, and we have some ideas.
Cartoony takes on 11 pro insignias.
A common phrase goes under the microscope.
An old PBS screenshot turns into a Twitter hoax within minutes.
Colorado State gets crushed by Louisville, and Justin Stank is not enjoying himself anymore.
Sure, Harvard’s kids were something. But Iowa State’s band, and their ridiculous chants, are next-level goofy.