Donald Trump’s taste is difficult to describe. You know it when you see it, but that’s not quite the same thing as knowing what it is. If you’re looking at a tufted velvet settee that looks like one of Michael Jackson’s bedazzled military-style blazers from the Dangerous tour, you are looking at Some Trump Stuff. If you see a big stone sculpture of a lion that is both indoors and near a golf club’s pro shop, you are seeing it. Something that looks like a heraldic coat of arms but then when you look closer it turns out there are golf clubs in there? That’s some Trump shit you’ve got there, buddy. But also: What? Why does that couch have fringe-adorned epaulets? Why is there carpeting in the bathroom? Why is there a carving station with a heat lamp and a damp roast and a man in a toque set up next to what appears to be a marble replica of Rome’s Trevi Fountain, and also why is there an oil painting of Donald Trump himself peering rakishly … [Read more...] about Donald Trump Wants This More Than Anything
The question before Nigeria heading into this World Cup is the same one they’ve faced going into every other World Cup: Will this be the tournament the Super Falcons finally put it all together and make a real run? Unfortunately, the answer is probably the same as it has been in years past: No, this most likely isn’t Nigeria’s year. But regardless of Nigeria’s low chances of becoming the first African team to win a knockout match, Nigeria do have enough hell-raising talents in their squad to make sure that whenever they wind up going home, they will have left a trail of destruction and goals in their wake. The story of Nigerian women’s soccer is one of continental dominance and worldwide disappointment. The African Women’s Championship poses Nigeria about the same challenge as the amateur difficulty level poses any competent FIFA player. Nigeria have won 11 of the 13 AWCON titles, and have only given up more than two goals in the five-to-six match … [Read more...] about Nigeria Have The Star Power To Go Down In A Blaze Of Glory
A seminal description of Steph Curry’s 2012 ankle surgery inspired “crab meat” as in-house shorthand for serious sports injuries. But right now, with the NBA Finals tied 1-1, Curry might be the only Golden State Warrior who could not be consumed with melted butter and lemon. Nearly everyone else in the rotation belongs somewhere between backfin and jumbo lump. Kevin Durant (calf strain) has been ruled out for Game 3. He did not practice today. Expect more shots of him sneaking around the underbelly of the venue during the game like the Phantom of the Opera. Klay Thompson (hamstring) is questionable for Game 3, and didn’t do much beyond at today’s practice beyond getting a few shots up. He said he’ll be a “no-go” if there’s any pain at all: “This could be a long series.” Andre Iguodala (calf) was wincing in Game 1 but looked good in Game 2 even after being leveled by a hard Marc Gasol screen, and will likely play as … [Read more...] about The Golden State Warriors Will Be Pretty Crabbed For Game 3
Today at the French Open, No. 7 seed Sloane Stephens lost her quarterfinal match. She went to press after, only to field this question, as noted by tennis writer Ben Rothenberg: Q: Is there a sense that this tournament and the draw, it was so open? I mean, you are such a world-class player, is it harder in a way to, when you look at the eight that were there this morning, does that make it harder in a way to sort of — or a bit more cross to be going home? SLOANE STEPHENS: No. When you look at the draw, the eight people that are still in the tournament, there is a reason why they’re still in the tournament. There’s always opportunities in every single tournament to go further. Am I upset that I wasn’t able to do that? Of course. But I wouldn’t downplay any of the other eight people, because they’re all great players. That question, I think, is not great because that kind of puts the other players down, which is, in this situation, in the last eight … [Read more...] about What The Hell Are These Questions From The French Open Pressers?
Funbag Time for your weekly edition of the Deadspin Funbag. Got something on your mind? [Email the Funbag](mailto:[email protected]). Today, we’re talking about parsing online reviews, new candy bars, battered fries, oddly named Pennsylvania burgs, and more. Your letters! Evan: How does one eat a crouton? The only way I can get it on a fork is if it’s been sitting in the salad for like 20 minutes and is now semi-soft. They’re typically salty and buttery and delicious, I want them from the get go, but can’t do this unless I have an assist from my finger. Help. This is constant problem with salad, which is annoying in that it’s good for you AND, in an added insult, hard to eat. So yeah, you wanna get at that crouton because it’s the non-salad part of the salad and therefore the best part of it. So you can scoop it with your fork. Or you can stab it with your fork until it breaks, which sucks. Or you can do what I do and half-stab it … [Read more...] about Let’s Do It. Let’s All Eat Salad With A Fuckin’ Spoon