Today.

No football, basketball, baseball, or hockey. No tennis, and no golf (just barely). And the World Cup just finished--I guess it's MLS to the rescue!

People who have non-sports commitments to take care of should use today wisely.

I've always thought early July through late August is the worst time for sports in a ton-Olympics year. I'm not a huge baseball fan though.

The Tour de France is on, if you're into pharmaceutics.

this is why god made drugs

Tomorrow's the same too with this new-ish four day All Star break.

there's actually some real good free ufc fights on tonight on fox sports 1 if anyone is looking for entertainment/violence

thodoks will be at a WNBA game tonight.

To officially make it the worst sports day, the ESPYs (hosted by Drake!) are on tonight.

My level of hatred for the All Star break is absurd.

Some would even say irrational.

you're right

What is the disdain for the ASB? Just curious. It does suck as a baseball geek not having baseball for a few days.

That being said I'm really enjoying the Triple A all star game. Two really good blocked prospects in Joc Pederson (OF for the Dodgers) and Francisco Pena (Catcher for the Royals...Tony's kid...has 18 homers already and is dynamite behind the plate)....I also think you Red Sox people are going to love Anthony Ranaudo. Saw him pitch in Omaha at the College World Series and he's a bulldog.

I wonder how the WNBA game was for thodoks?

I probably saw a collective 30 minutes or so of the ESPY's.

What was with the 10-minute Peyton Manning cockstroking? Jesus Christ I fucking hate that guy.

Drake is crap, but the theme behind the "Side Pieces" song was pretty damn funny. Athletes with girls in all the different cities...that was pretty good.

Stu Scott's speech was good. Michael Sam's speech was great.

I didn't see much on the Seahawks while watching the show, but I hear they were all over the place which is awesome. I later saw on Facebook where 49er fans were going all crazy over the fact that Kaepernick was presenting an award. They must not have gotten the memo that it's just a little more significant to receive an award.

okay, let's make this thread useful and change the title and topic to "Your worst day for sports." It could be a loss, a trade, a betrayal, etc.

Mine was a couple of years ago. I live in Minnesota, so naturally I'm a Vikings fan. It wasn't the Gary Anderson miss in 1998. I was in college then and our team was stacked. I figured we'd be back, but really, I was in college, so I had other things to occupy myself with. It was when Favre threw across his body. We were supposed to win it all with him. It would not only end our life-long drought; it would destroy Packer nation. It's the first and only time in my life I ever felt sick to my stomach the next day over a sporting event.

Hmm...I have two that jump to mind, and they were about a month or so apart.

-The day Mario Lemieux announced he had cancer. I was eleven and Mario was indestructible in my eyes. I had just (finally) gotten a Mario Lemieux jersey a few weeks earlier for Christmas (this was quite a coup in 1992...it wasn't very easy to get gear of out-of-market teams in those days). He was on pace to have possibly the greatest statistical season ever. You always knew something like an on-ice injury could change things, but you never expected the greatest player in the world at that very moment to be diagnosed with cancer (at least you don't when you're eleven). I remember crying in my bedroom before school that morning.

-The day Paul Molitor signed with the Blue Jays. He was the first athlete I ever cared about. Back in those days the Brewers were my favorite team (ahead of even my beloved White Sox), and he was not just my favorite athlete, but my favorite human being in the world. Reading back on it as a grown-up, I now know the Brewers low-balled him to an utterly comical level and really left him with no real choice but to leave. But to a kid who had just watched his favorite team in all of sports put together a season where they legitimately contended till the last two days of the season, I just felt completely betrayed. And he signed with the fucking BLUE JAYS. The team that I spent all year hating as the Brewers chased them down to the wire. And who didn't need him, they'd just won the damn World Series! I put all of my Paul Molitor cards and autographs and my #4 Brewers jersey in a box that I've probably never opened since. In a weird cosmic twist, the very last time I saw him play in person in a Brewers jersey was September 23, 1992. In the later innings of that game, a buzz went through all of County Stadium courtesy of the folks who were simultaneously listening to the Packers-Bengals game as the Pack had apparently pulled off a big come-from-behind victory led by their back-up quarterback...Brett Favre, the guy who would later replace him as my favorite athlete of all-time (along with Barry Bonds).


Dishonorable mentions:

-Game five of the Bulls-Knicks series in 1994, AKA the Hue Hollins game
-Super Bowl XXXII
-The Packers-Giants NFC Championship Game
-The day the 1994 baseball strike started

I can only imagine how awful that was as a Vikings fan. I remember that game well. Heartbreaker for sure.

Mine is easy. As a die hard Texas Rangers fan since I was 9 (1990) game 6 of the 2011 World Series hands down wins this topic for me. Sick to my stomach doesn't really begin to sum up how I felt and still feel a little bit. If you Red Sox people are old enough to remember Buckner it's essentially the same thing.