Brewers up 7-0 in the 5th inning of game 3 and it feels like this series is over Brewers have been the best team all year and continue to play as such in the World Series (I've said this countless times)

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Ryan Vilade will start at first base for the Rays in Game 3 Jonathan Aranda will start on the bench

I present Stanley Kubric

Texas Tech bought the roster. UC kept the receipt. 37–24. 🧾 Click the link to view the accompanying article… foxnews.com/outkick-sports/t… By Trey Wallace @TreyWallace @OutKick Article photos: @GettyImages @GoBearcatsFB @GoBEARCATS @TexasTechFB @TechAthletics #Bearcats #CFB

This paper answers why confident idiots run the world. Cornell University published a psychological paper that explains every terrible boss, every loud influencer, and every broken corporate hierarchy. It’s called “Unskilled and Unaware of It.” they tested participants across logic, grammar, and humor to measure the gap between actual performance and self-perception. And the results are wild. participants scoring in the bottom 12th percentile consistently believed they were operating in the 62nd percentile. they were not lying. they were literally incapable of recognizing their own incompetence. the paper revealed a brutal paradox: the exact skills required to master a domain are the exact same skills required to accurately evaluate your own competence in that domain. if you lack the skill, you inherently lack the cognitive capacity to realize you are failing. this creates a dangerous systemic loop. the incompetent are blessed with absolute, blinding certainty. their brain protects them from their own ignorance, allowing them to speak first, demand authority, and never second-guess their decisions. meanwhile, the actual experts suffer the exact inverse. top performers in the study consistently underestimated their rank. because a task was easy for them, they falsely assumed it was easy for everyone else. they hesitate. they obsess over nuance. they assume they have nothing unique to add. we are biologically wired to confuse confidence with competence. the loudest person in the room gets promoted, gets funded, and gets the microphone, not because they know what they are doing, but because they are physically incapable of seeing what they don't. the only defense mechanism is building systems that stop rewarding absolute certainty and start demanding proof of work.

The Cambler needs to break out of his 0-for-7 slump on 4DN if the Lions are to knock off the Cowboys: In a crowded airport bar Awaitin' a plane bound for Motown I met up with The Campbler We were both too tired to scheme So, we took turns a watchin' Cris Collinsworth on TV Testosterone overtook him And he began to speak He said QC I've made a life Out of bitin' others' kneecaps And not carin' what the odds are When the down marker hits "4" So, if you don't mind me sayin' I can see you're out of timeouts For a taste of your Red Bull I'll teach you how to score So, I handed him my 6-pack And he threw 2 or 3 back Then he bummed my playbook And asked me for a call As the TV got deathly quiet His face lost all expression He said, "If you're goin' to win the game, coach, you got to learn to go for it all." You got to know when to take a shot Know when to throw hot Know when to check down And know when to run You never call your kicker When you're inside the red zone There's never a time for kickin' If the game's to be won Even the media knows That the secret to survivin' Is keepin' the owner happy By winnin' on the cheap Every call must be a winner And if any call's a loser The best that you can hope for is to be fired in your sleep And when he finished speakin' He closed up my playbook Crushed one more Red Bull And still faded off to sleep And somewhere in the playoffs The Campbler he broke even And in his final words I found a new way to run the sweep You got to know when to take a shot Know when to throw hot Know when to check down And know when to run You never call your kicker When you're inside the red zone There's never a time for kickin' If the game's to be won. @TheSchurThing @EdWithSports @robmiech @andrewssports @PeterVecsey1 @MurgesJohn @GambLou @jrcarterjr

Quinshon Judkins runs it in for the TD! CLEvsTEN on CBS/Paramount+ Stream on @NFLPlus

Eddie Murphy says a single encounter with Pauly Shore at the comedy club made him stop taking Percocet forever. “I turned 30, I smoked weed, and I had one time in my twenties where I went to the dentist and the dentist gave me a Percocet.” ​“I remember I was sitting at the dining room table and I said, 'I feel good.' And Fruity, who worked for me, was like, 'Yeah, that's them Percocet, man.' I was like, 'Really?' So I finished that prescription.” ​“You know what made me stop taking them? And he don't even know this story. I was at the Comedy Store, and I had taken a Percocet and smoked a joint.” ​“Pauly Shore came up to me, who owns the Comedy Store, comedian, and he was like, 'Hey, you don't even look like yourself tonight.' And I was like, 'Really? Who do I look like?' And he said, 'Some other dude.' Walked away, and I was like, 'Yeah, I ain't fucking with this no more.'”