Let’s All Just Shut Up, Okay?

We’re playing a game that no one wins.

And there’s nothing to lose if we stop playing.

The Unbeatable Lightness of Being a Green Bay Packers Fan Post-Favre

There was something different about Lambeau Field Monday night, something different in the feel of it, the energy.

The Packers have, forever, been a tribe, a collective, something for people who love the quirkiness of people who put foam Swiss wedges on their heads and wait years and years to freeze in one of the least important American cities with a professional sports franchise.

But, without Brett Favre, it all feels less important.

The Saturday Speculator: Week 2

Here’s where I’m going to throw out my predictions for the Top 25 games for the week and other mostly totally erroneous opinions about the upcoming Saturday’s slate of action.

I have last week’s picks, the ones I would’ve made, tucked down there, too, so you can consider this the kickoff of The Saturday Speculator.

Jericho Scott, Harrison Bergeron, The Incredibles, and Me

We, as Americans, like to believe we’re in a meritocratic society, one where gumption, skill, and diligence can compensate for all but the most grievous errors of caprice and circumstance.

And, as such, this is troubling.

Live Blog: That Obama/McCain Football Preview Section

I’ve seen people do live blogs of magazines, and I know this happens to be a big deal, plus I’m revving up for the U.S.-Argentina game and an Orlando Sentinel subscriber, so I thought I’d do this.

The Games of the 29th Olympiad: Jason Lezak and the Power of the Moment

Here’s the full race, via NBC. (Quick, painless download required.) Here’s the version Deadspin has, which shows, at the end of the video, the end of the race and the beginning of the medal ceremony, and isn’t likely to be taken down.

But even the grainy YouTube version is powerful.

And for good reason. (Watch, then jump, ’cause it could go down at any second.)

An Open Letter to Brett Favre

Dear Brett,

You have been my favorite athlete and my sporting hero since I was six. But, now, and only now, am I compelled to write you a letter. And it’s not fan mail.

The Hornets: Less Poseur With Posey?

The Wednesday after baseball’s All-Star Game is the quietest day in American sports, really the only one that doesn’t have a substantive event from the NFL, NBA, MLB, NHL, the PGA Tour, or NASCAR.

So little things, like James Posey signing with the New Orleans Hornets, make big news. (And, as a newly minted Hornets fan, I’m paying more attention to this than most.)

John Hollinger isn’t a fan of the move. I am.