LeBron James is 35 years old. He has three kids. His hairline has been receding like the Antarctic ice pack since 2005. On the court, he has been a man amongst boys for as long as anyone can remember. But he didn't become a dad until Thursday night.
Hold on. Let us explain.
What we mean, is that no matter how much LeBron matured over the years, he never truly exuded that dad energy. Sure, the short suits were kind of corny and Taco Tuesdays the kind of thing dads invent as much to keep themselves distracted as their kids, but he could always hack it as “one of the dudes.” After his latest (and not greatest) Instagram post, however, we're sorry to say that those days may well and truly be over. Ladies and gentleman, Dad LeBron has arrived.
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Good one, pops. Safe to say, when Bronny saw this, his blood must have run cold. Just imagine if your dad—khaki enthusiast, fan of calling waitresses by their name, would like to order a round jalapeno poppers for yo..

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Lew RobertsongourmetThe seedy underworld of minor-league baseball promotions is a cut-throat place. It's hot dog eat hot dog. It's every damn bobblehead for itself April through September. Every season, teams from Biloxi to Spokane renew their promotional holy, vying for the hearts, minds, and clicks of the baseball masses with cut-price beers, giant foam fingers, and enough novelty t-shirts to adorn the entire third world in the insignia of the Lansing Lugnuts. This year, however, a ceasefire may be in the offing, because while it's only March, the 2020 sweepstakes is already O.V.A. over.
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A ballpark spaghetti night is a good-bad enough idea on its own. Combine it with 4/20 and you have sweet, tomatoey chaos. Sure, we just finished fawning over the Jacksonville Jumbo Shrimp's iconic new George Costanza bobblehead, but the Pensacola Blue Wahoos' Legalize Marinara night definitely takes the cake (or s..

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[Gravelly movie trailer guy voice] From the minds that brought you smash hits like Florida Man Night and Halfway to Pumpkin Spice Night, comes the Jacksonville Jumbo Shrimp's latest summer promotion blockbuster: The George Costanza “Jerk Store” bobblehead, coming soon to a theater near you the Baseball Grounds of Jacksonville.
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Our eyes are feasting on that beauty like Costanza on free shrimp cocktail. A reference to the season 8 episode “The Comeback”, the bobblehead depicts Costanza devouring savory sea creatures during a brainstorming meeting for, you guessed it, Yankees minor-league promotions. His crustacean-crushing warpath prompted a co-worker to opine, “Hey George, the ocean called. They're running out of shrimp.” The rest—including Costanza's long-gestating retort, “The jerk store called, they're running out of you”—is history.
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John Tortorella has absolutely no time for bullshit. He has no time for poor officiating, no time for g*d damn technology, no time for your stupid questions and NO time for cell phones. If you think he has time for a selfie at any time of the day, let alone in the middle of a hockey game, you must be outside your mind.
One woman at the Calgary Flames-Columbus Blue Jackets game made the grave mistake of thinking Torts would have time for a selfie in the middle of the game, and she got exactly what you'd expect, an icy cold Torts shoulder. Watch as she somehow miraculously gets his attention only to be swatted away by Torts as if he were Dikembe Mutombo in his prime:
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Dumb. Dumb. Dumb. This woman is lucky Torts didn't have her removed, and he was actually able to laugh it off. M'am, we all love Torts as much as you do, but some of us don't have a death wish. You'd have a better chance of getting a self..

We love this story because it's one of those classic two-birds, one-stone scenarios that makes our job even easier than it already is. Up first is something near and dear to our hearts here at The Loop: A terrible Jeopardy! answer. There's just nothing else like it on earth. Then there's content factory Joel Embiid—the subject of said terrible Jeopardy! answer—who took the source of someone else's immense shame and used it for good. This is the kind of story that keeps the lights on at Sports Internet HQ on random Thursdays in March, and we are deeply grateful for it.
Up first is Paul, who, when asked what Joel Embiid's nickname is (it's “The Process”, btw) late in the Jeopardy! round on Wednesday night, answered “Do a 180?” Thanks for your service, Paul. [Ed. note: Golf Digest's Christopher Powers has requested that we use his tweet of the viral game show moment. Turns out their is an “I” in “team” if you spell it “tiem”]
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