Volunteer. And party.

Run (or walk) around Prospect Park.

The Prospect Part Walk-a-thon is still on for Saturday, November 3, and all proceeds will go to repair the damage the park sustained after Hurricane Sandy (like this splintered tree).

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Runners looking for a physical challenge can also lug food and water to and from shelters or participate in a number of other relief efforts going on across the city.

Walk across the Brooklyn Bridge.

With subways still not running between the boroughs, walking is one of the few ways to actually get from Brooklyn to Manhattan. Over the weekend it should be less crowded, and at least as of now, the weather's supposed to be nice.

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I've been training for months. But canceling the race was the right thing to do.

Runners crossing the Verrazano-Narrows Bridge into Brooklyn at the start of last year's New York City Marathon.

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On Friday afternoon, I walked into the New York City Marathon Expo at the Jacob Javits Center on the far western edge of Manhattan to pick up my race number. Hundreds of runners and their families, many speaking foreign languages, were milling around the massive convention center floor, trying on T-shirts, sampling PowerBars, signing up for a lottery to win a free trip to the Milan Marathon. Every so often a voice came on the PA system to announce that the NYRR was collecting donations to help the victims of Hurricane Sandy, but I couldn't really tell if anyone was paying attention.

I bought some energy gels — little packets of caffeinated chocolate-flavored sludge that give you a boost while you're running — and wandered out, feeling slightly dazed, but also angry. I've been planning on running this year's marathon, which would have been my first, for almost two years. I've put myself through a strict training schedule, building up to a long run of 20 miles a few weeks ago. I stopped drinking, which has meant I've stopped going out except to see my closest friends, who remain enjoyable even without a glass or two of wine. But, I told myself, it would all be worth it to experience what for me (and I think for many others) is their favorite day of the year. I live along the marathon route in Brooklyn, and watching the runners — some fast as hell, some already walking barely a third of their way through the course — has always been inspiring and exciting.

It wasn't going to be like that this year. All week, as Mayor Bloomberg kept insisting that the marathon was going to go on as scheduled, I grew increasingly uneasy. It was becoming clear that the damage to our area, particularly in Staten Island, where the race was supposed to start, was brutal. I emailed my group of friends who had been planning on celebrating afterwards with me to say that the race was still on, but that I was feeling horrible about it — and asked that they consider donating to relief efforts, as I had. I made plans to volunteer on Saturday, and encouraged other runners to do the same. I was going to put information about how to donate to the Red Cross via text on the back of my shirt, so that people watching along the way would know how they too could help.

Thursday night, I was at home — where I never lost power — watching NY1, a local news station in New York City, when a woman who lives on Staten Island called in to the show. She was desperate. People in the beach communities of Staten Island were afraid to leave their homes, she said, because of looting. There was no sign of the Red Cross or FEMA or even the NYPD. There was no food, no gas, no heat. They were in total darkness — literally and figuratively. And, she said, her voice rising, it was unconscionable that the city would even consider holding the marathon when so many were still suffering, and being ignored.

I knew she was right, but as long as the Mayor refused to cancel the race, I struggled with what to do. The most morally righteous thing, it seemed, was to take the lead of this woman, who said she was going to ride the marathon's official buses to Staten Island wearing her race number — but then volunteer all day in the devastated borough. I wanted to be that person but I also didn't feel strong enough to do it.

But it was starting to feel like nothing I could do besides dropping out of the race and helping on Staten Island all day would be enough. I resented Bloomberg and New York Road Runners for continuing to insist that the race would be a symbol of New York's strength and resilience, and that the money that the race brought to New York was why it had to go on; it was tough to swallow with the backdrop of massive corporate sponsorship from ING and others. The symbolism of shutting down the Verrazano-Narrows Bridge, which connects Staten Island to Brooklyn, and the number of emergency personnel who would be on hand for the race instead of helping people in need seemed more profound. My survivor's guilt about emerging from the storm itself unscathed was compounded by marathon runner's guilt about running in a race that was growing increasingly controversial by the second. Thursday night, Brian Williams said on NBC that the race should be canceled. On Friday, the cover of the New York Post showed the massive generators that the NYRR had set up in Central Park for end of the race, with the headline: ABUSE OF POWER. The chorus on social media grew louder and louder. BuzzFeed published a post called "21 Photos Taken Near Where the NYC Marathon Starts" that showed the devastation in Staten Island (the headline has since been changed to "21 Images That Show Why The NYC Marathon Has Been Canceled"). The amount of food and water that was going to be handed out to runners seemed disgusting when so many people were still without both. I felt sick.

So when I walked out of the Javits Center yesterday and checked my phone and saw that rumors were starting to circulate that the marathon had been canceled, I was more relieved than upset. Sure, I've been training for a long time — but I can run another marathon. People who lost their lives certainly can't. And I want that marathon I run to be a celebration of the city I love, not a condemnation of the people running it. If the marathon had gone on, it would have been forever tainted — and the runners, and the city, don't deserve that.

I know I am one of the very lucky ones. Today I'll be making lunches for people in the Rockaways, where residents still don't have power, and later this afternoon I'm bringing supplies over to Red Hook, a neighborhood in Brooklyn that was also devastated by the storm. I hope that my fellow runners — including those who, unfortunately, spent thousands of dollars to travel here — will also find ways to help out those who are still in need. I also hope that everyone on Twitter and Facebook who was so insistent that the marathon be canceled will also find a way to help. After all, we're all lucky ones.

Figuring out how gridiron matchups could tilt the swing states.

Ohio State quarterback Barackxton Miller dives away from a Mittany Lion.

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One of the more ridiculous phenomena in an American political scene filled with ridiculousness is the fact that football results have been shown to swing races in college towns by as many as three points. Wins help the incumbent and losses hurt, presumably by contributing to voters’ general sense of which direction their lives are headed. Assuming the linked study and others that have found similar results are legit, it doesn’t seem crazy to imagine that a big game in a football-wild and electorally divided state could tilt that state’s electoral votes one way or the other. When economist Tyler Cowen explained this potential Football Effect in Slate, he noted that Ohio State and Florida in particular had big matchups last weekend. (The study above found that games two weekends before elections can have an even bigger effect than the ones directly before.) Assuming that what’s true of college football is true of the pros as well, what do the results of those matchups and the rest of the swing-state football situation say about Obama and Romney’s chances?

Colorado
Colorado Buffaloes
Last week: lost to Oregon. (By a score of 70-14. Yipes.)
This week: 28-point underdogs vs. Stanford Cardinal.

Denver Broncos
Last week: beat New Orleans Saints.
This week: 3.5-point favorites vs. Cincinnati Bengals.

Who wins the football vote? Boulder fans must be in a severe state of misery, but when we’ve visited Colorado we’ve gotten a strong sense that it’s an NFL state anyhow. With Peyton Manning and the Broncos in a serious groove, we’re calling this one for OBAMA.

Florida
Florida State Seminoles
Last week: beat Duke (thanks, Florida State!)
This week: bye.

Florida Gators
Last week: lost to Georgia Bulldogs
This week: 17-point favorites vs. Missouri Tigers

Jacksonville Jaguars
Last week: lost to Green Bay Packers
This week: 4-point underdogs vs. Detroit Lions

Miami Dolphins
Last week: beat New York Jets
This week: 2.5-point favorites vs. Indianapolis Colts

Tampa Bay Buccaneers
Last week: beat Minnesota Vikings
This week: 1.5-point underdogs vs. Oakland Raiders

Who wins the football vote? Filled with expats and a variety of rooting options, Florida doesn’t seem likely to be moved strongly one way or the other by any given game result. (Note: the Miami Hurricanes were excluded from this survey, as I used our mostly subjective sense of a team's fan following to decide who made the cut...and Miami’s attendance has looked terrible on TV lately.) On the whole, though, the state's most prominent game of late was the Gators’ undefeated-season-ruining defeat to Cocktail Party rival Georgia, so this is a slight lean for ROMNEY.

Iowa
Iowa Hawkeyes
Last week: lost to Northwestern Wildcats
This week: 2-point favorites vs. Indiana Hoosiers

Iowa State Cyclones
Last week: beat Baylor Bears
This week: 12-point underdogs vs. Oklahoma Sooners

Who wins the football vote? Iowa State’s win last weekend was a nice one, but they’re probably going to get blown out this week, and Iowa is having a terrible year, most recently punctuated by a loss to Northwestern. Yonder cornfields blow in ROMNEY’s direction.

New Hampshire
New England Patriots
Last week: beat St. Louis Rams
This week: bye.

Who wins the football vote? The Northeast, in our experience, is a pro football zone, and the Pats’ whoopin’ of the Rams last week favors OBAMA.

Ohio
Ohio State Buckeyes
Last week: beat Penn State Nittany Lions
This week: 27.5-point favorites vs. Illinois Fighting Illini

Cincinnati Bengals
Last week: bye.
This week: 3.5-point underdogs vs. Denver Broncos

Cleveland Browns
Last week: beat San Diego Chargers
This week: 3.5-point underdogs vs. Baltimore Ravens

Who wins the football vote? Both NFL teams are seemingly headed for losses, but with interest in those mediocre-to-bad squads likely at low ebb vis-à-vis the undefeated Buckeyes — who are coming off a big win at Penn State and looking to hammer the woeful Illini — the Ohio football scene must be said to favor OBAMA. One mitigating factor, however? The ever present danger that Buckeye fans will get Cheeto dust in their eyes on their way to the polls and drive into a tree. Go Blue!

Virginia
Virginia Tech Hokies
Last week: bye.
This week: 1.5-point favorites vs. Miami

Washington Redskins
Last week: lost to Pittsburgh Steelers
This week: 3-point favorites vs. Carolina Panthers

Who wins the football vote? This one could go either way, and the Skins did just lose, but with the odds saying both of the state's big teams should win this weekend, I have it as a tentative win for OBAMA.

Wisconsin
Wisconsin Badgers
Last week: lost to Michigan State Spartans
This week: bye.

Green Bay Packers
Last week: beat Jacksonville Jaguars
This week: 11-point favorites vs. Arizona Cardinals

Who wins the football vote? It was a downer of a loss for the Badgers last week, but their fan base’s rabidity is nothing compared to the Pack’s. With Aaron Rodgers rolling again, this one’s a DISCOUNT DOUBLE OBAMA CHECK.

Conclusions: Romney snags the biggest electoral prize in Florida and wins a Midwestern bellwether in Iowa, but the state of football affairs in Colorado, New Hampshire, Virginia, Wisconsin, and the crucial battleground of Ohio favors the current prez. This year, at least, America’s most popular sport looks like it’s lining up with the homosexual Jews who run the media and conspiring to help reelect BARACK OBAMA as America’s Quarterback.

From every league's cellar, a Bad Franchise will rise. And then trip and fall down a flight of stairs headfirst into a truck full of manure.

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Bad Franchises are fun. Sometimes, at least for outside observers, they're even as much fun as the great ones — they have a quality that is the opposite of cachet; they convey to their fans and players and the rest of the league that nothing they do will be done right. From playing football to signing players to play football to creating an environment in which a professional sports team can play football in front of paying spectators, a Bad Franchise will bungle and maim every one of its decisions, actions, and reactions. (The Charlotte Hornets are the NBA's current Bad Franchise, the Houston Astros, the MLB's.)

We're at the point in the NFL season in which teams' true ability levels are becoming evident, and it's a somewhat unusual year in that the league doesn't have a consensus number-one team. Atlanta has the best record, but they've won a few games against inferior competition that they easily could have lost; the Texans have looked tremendous in six of their seven games, but got shellacked by Green Bay; the Packers, 49ers, Giants, and Bears have all had bad losses. However, one thing is completely clear, and that's the league's worst team, the current epitome of a Bad Franchise in professional football: the Kansas City Chiefs.

The Chiefs are one of three one-win squads in the NFL right now, alongside the Panthers and the Jaguars. What sets them apart, though, is the degree to which they have lost those seven games. Other than a three-point defeat by the Baltimore Ravens, Kansas City has lost by 16, 18, 17, 28, and 10. And most of those games weren't even that close: 28 of KC's 120 points have come in garbage time.

What makes Kansas City so terrible? It starts in the front office. Scott Pioli, KC's general manager, came over in 2009 after a stretch running the Patriots with Bill Belichick that counts as one of the most successful runs of any team in football history. Whatever. He's been a disaster with the Chiefs, reportedly running the organization like some Midwestern football Gulag. Unlike when he was in New England, Pioli has total control of personnel in Kansas City, and what he's done with this coach-wise is hire and fire noted psychopath Todd Haley and replace him with Romeo Crennel, who looks like a cartoon bear and went 24-40 in four seasons as head coach of the Cleveland Browns. So far this season, the most notable thing Crennel has done is admit that he didn't know why Jamaal Charles, far and away the Chiefs' best offensive player, only received five carries in a loss to Oakland. He just didn't know.

Pioli's most significant acquisition since taking over the Chiefs has been Matt Cassel, arguably the league's worst starting quarterback. At the time he was signed, Cassel was at least a plausible NFL player: Even though he'd only started 15 games over eight seasons as a collegiate and pro QB, he'd played well when given the chance. But Kansas City gifted him a plush six-year deal, guaranteeing him $28 million, and he's been a dud, with a solid 2010 sandwiched between two seasons of mediocrity. Despite having a 30-year-old QB (i.e. one who was unlikely to suddenly get a lot better) with a mixed-to-bad track record, Kansas City's backup plan going into this year was the perpetually crummy Brady Quinn. Cassel has melted down, and Quinn was an inadequate replacement before being sidelined with a head injury.

In the NFL, the great franchises of the last decade — the Pittsburgh Steelers, the New England Patriots, the New York Giants — have been distinguished by three factors: great coaches, great quarterbacks, and the ability to unsentimentally reload their supporting casts when players get too old. Pioli has nailed the mean-bastard part, but flopped twice on finding a coach and been too stubborn to admit a mistake at quarterback. And he hasn't put together a good-enough supporting cast to make his ruthlessness useful. But the Chiefs organization has kept him around — he was even rumored to be in line for an extension this year before the Chiefs were beaten down in Week 6 by the Buccaneers.

That discussion of extending Pioli sent Chiefs supporters — one of the league's most fervent fan bases — into general hysterics, and it should have. Being a fan of a Bad Franchise is much worse than being a fan of a bad team. Having an owner who's hyperactively involved in personnel decisions and too quick on the firing trigger isn't ideal, but at least Jerry Jones, for example, is TRYING to find good players and coaches (and occasionally succeeding). Bad games and seasons always end on schedule, but the reigns of delusional owners who inherited franchises from their parents can go on forever.

It's science.

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Don't worry about the polls; don't worry about Nate Silver's predictions; don't worry about the candidates themselves. To know who's going to win Tuesday's presidential election, all you need to do is keep an eye on today's Redskins-Panthers game.

In every one of the last 18 elections, the winner of the presidency has corresponded with the outcome of the most recent Redskins home game in this way: if the Redskins win, then the party that won the previous election's popular vote — in this case, the Democrats and President Obama — wins; if the Redskins lose, then the party that lost the previous election's popular vote — the Republicans and Mitt Romney — wins. For example, in 2008, the Redskins lost to the Pittsburgh Steelers 23-6, predicting an Obama win over Senator John McCain, since the Republican party won the popular vote in 2004.

The Redskins are a three-point favorite against the struggling Carolina Panthers today, meaning that President Obama should feel pretty comfortable; however, at the end of the first quarter, the Panthers lead 7-3. I'll update once we have a result in that game so you can begin preparing for the next four years as soon as possible.

UPDATE: The Panthers won 21-13, but the game wasn't even that close — Carolina controlled for most of the contest. Everyone should probably get used to the phrase "President Mitt Romney."

Seriously, though: if Obama wins, it'll be the first time the rule was wrong in SEVENTY-TWO YEARS. Which is interesting, if nothing else.

Hundreds of runners banded together on the day of the marathon to help those most affected by Sandy.

Runners met on the morning of the marathon to take the ferry to Staten Island, where the race typically starts.

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In case you didn't know: this kid is good. Here are some GIFs as proof.

In the Colts' Week 9 win over the Miami Dolphins — and fellow rookie quarterback Ryan Tannehill — Andrew Luck was tremendous.

So far this year, Robert Griffin III has been the story, but Luck changed that today. His 433 yards were a single-game rookie record, and he added two TDs and no interceptions.

Luck went 30/48 on his way to the yardage, and though Miami was in it until the end, the Colts got their third win — more than they had in all of 2011.

Receiver T.Y. Hilton had a nice celebration after Luck touchdown #2, which we'll use to honor his quarterback.

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If you're going to be a great skill-position player, you need to be hard to tackle. Like this.

Larry Fitzgerald is one of the best receivers in the NFL. Part of this is because of his tremendous leaping ability and great hands. Here's the other part.

At 6'3", Fitzgerald is a big receiver. And he's tough to tackle — watch him barrel through Packers defensive backs after making the catch here.

Because of Fitzgerald's strength, a five-yard pass becomes a 30-plus-yard touchdown.

Matt Forte did the same thing. Like Fitzgerald, Forte's a sizable player while still being fast.

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I can't believe I'm saying this, but the guy actually seems to have the right idea.

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I have a tumultuous relationship with Mike Brown. For five years I watched as my beloved Cleveland Cavaliers ran an offense under the Stay-Puft marshmallow man that could best be described as a highway car wreck. Mind you, I don't just mean that it was bad like a car wreck. I mean that it operated under the same basic philosophy as a high-speed automobile accident. Everyone would slow down to look at the perpetrator and sometimes someone would catch on fire. To say that I hated Mike Brown during his time in Cleveland would be like saying male Republicans seem to be having some slight issues addressing the issue of rape. It's true, but it doesn't even begin to describe the severity of the situation. I give you this context so you'll trust me when I say this to Laker fans: Leave Mike Brown alone.

After an off-season that was an orgy of joy, the Lakers have struggled so far this year. Despite adding Steve Nash and Dwight Howard to a starting lineup that already included Kobe Bryant and Pau Gasol, the God-Mode Lakers have gone 0-8 in preseason and now lost their first three real-live basketball games (though a bounce-back game against the Pistons seems likely). This has many in Lakerland (a country with temperate weather, beautiful women, and a strange theocracy built around the The Order of St. Kobe of Lower Merion or Italy) already clamoring for Brown's job. These people are stupid.

Dummies.

First off, Brown is attempting to implement the Princeton offense in L.A. The Princeton offense is built around players constantly passing the ball, players constantly moving without the ball, and players constantly knowing where their teammates are going to run, so that they can pass them the ball. It's a system that thrives on familiarity, which is pretty much the only thing this Lakers team does not yet have going for it, with all of the new players that have been brought in. And though some would argue that it's an offense that works against Steve Nash's skills, that's not really true. Passing is at a premium in this system; it's just that the whole offense doesn't have to run through one guy. It's an offensive philosophy that allows multiple players to share the scoring burden. It's an offensive philosophy that seeks to create scoring angles for every player on the court — which doesn't seem like such a terrible idea when you've got four of the most dangerous scorers in the world playing together.

But most importantly, it's an honest-to-god offensive philosophy. Look back at that first paragraph. Why did Clevelanders so resent the bespectacled Grimace-looking monster that was patrolling our sidelines for half a decade? Because we had the best player in the world and our offensive philosophy was a guy making fart noises with his mouth. That's not what's happening here. Brown brought in former Wizards head coach, reputable offensive mind, and once upon a time cool dude Eddie Jordan to help teach and run this system. This isn't the Mike Brown I knew and loathed, and Lakers fans should stop treating him like he's the same guy who once inspired this cartoon.

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“My vision that I'm living is to see two more daughters get married, dance at their weddings, and then hoist that Lombardi several times.”

Chuck Pagano's had a rough season. After taking over the Indianapolis Colts — his first NFL head-coaching job — Pagano was diagnosed with leukemia, and he's currently on leave to undergo treatment. But Pagano attended today's game against the Miami Dolphins, and after the Colts pulled out a narrow three-point win — which featured quarterback Andrew Luck setting the rookie record for most passing yards in a single game — Pagano gave a beautiful speech to the locker room. If you don't get a little watery-eyed at the point where he talks about living to dance at his two daughters' weddings, then you should get your tear ducts checked.

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This is awkward.

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Let me set the scene. Noted nonsense-spewer Terry Bradshaw was calling a highlight of Reggie Bush breaking a touchdown run when his brain began searching for metaphors. "What is Reggie Bush running like?" Terry's brain asked itself. "Is he running like a dog chasing a car? Or is this run more like a runaway train jumping the tracks? Oh, I know...I got the perfect metawhatever for this play."

And then he said that Bush was running like he was chasing a bucket of chicken.

Terry does add "that the wind was blowing the other day" while addressing Jimmy Johnson, so I'm sure this is some weird inside joke between Terry and Jimmy, and not anything actually racist. But a word of wisdom to Mr. Bradshaw: Maybe don't use a "bucket of chicken" metaphor with a black player. Just a thought.

H/T Matt Yoder at Awful Announcing.

Andray Blatche apparently had no idea gas would be hard to find after Hurricane Sandy.

On Saturday the Brooklyn Nets won their first game of the season at home in the Barclays Center. Backup center Andray Blatche scored seven points in 15 minutes, and the Nets beat the Raptors 107-100.

Via: @drayblatche

After the game, Blatche hopped in his car and headed home, which is where the trouble began. He needed gas quick fast.

Perhaps in his intense preparation for the start of the season, Blatche happened to miss the massive destruction caused by Hurricane Sandy, which has resulted in crippling gas shortages and hours-long lines at the pump across the New York/New Jersey area. Simply put, you can't find gas quick fast anywhere in the tristate area, Andray.

Via: @drayblatche

Somewhere in New Jersey, Blatche's Rolls-Royce came to a sputtering halt.

Bummer, man.

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Because face paint can only get you so far.

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After being dealt to Houston last week, James Harden has gone down to Texas and kicked all kinds of ass. He's averaging 35 points, 6 assists, and 6 rebounds per game so far this season (obviously the scoring numbers will probably regress, but not too far). He and Jeremy Lin look like they were made for each other. He's almost instantaneously captured the imagination of Texas' largest city. And what happens when you capture people's imaginations? You inspire art.

Art like that beautiful photo above. That is the back of some brave Rockets fan's head, but now it's so much more than that. It's a mixed media (hair/paint) piece that is better than anything I've ever seen at a museum. It's a monument to Daryl Morey's spreadsheets. A tribute to the suffering of the post-Yao years. A remedy designed to erase any memory of Steve Francis existing. It's insane. It's perfect.

The young lad who allowed this to be done to him is apparently a member of a Rockets fan group called The Red Rowdies. I hope the team is throwing them some tickets, because I can't imagine his boss enjoys seeing James Harden looking out from this guy's cubicle every day, and nothing comforts someone dealing with being fired quite like free stuff.

This photo also raises two important questions:

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Derrick Rose tweeted out photos of his new baby boy, PJ. Prepare for “aww”s.

Derrick Rose's road to recovery from his ACL injury suffered in last year's playoffs got a little bit cuter recently. Rose and his longtime girlfriend, Mieka Reese, welcomed a baby boy named PJ into the world in October, but it wasn't until this morning that Rose tweeted adorable photos of the little guy. And holy crap, is this kid cute.

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I have a feeling it might not have been the real Mitt Romney, but how can you ever be sure. Campaigns, am I right?

Big Bird started with the old "You can't find me" gambit.

Then he pushed "Mitt" out of the way, because he had important business to attend to: DANCE!

Look at him go!

But then the "former Governor of Massachusetts" made a run at Big Bird.

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Salt Lake City's Sam Gordon looks like Jim Brown running through tackling dummies.

The quarterback takes hits, she straight arms, she even stretches the ball over the goal line on one score. Amazing.

Her stats for season: 1,911 rushing yards, 8.2 yards-per carry, and 25 touchdowns (also, 65 tackles), while playing in the Gremlin age group (mostly nine year-olds) of the Ute Conference.

She's the freakin' Galloping Ghost of the Gremlin League.

Via USA Today:

According to her father Brent, who posted the video, there were 172 kids in her district who tried out for a Gremlin team. During tryouts, Sam tested the fastest in every single speed and agility drill.

Hey Dad: you should consider a different track. Maybe some Speed Metal?

That face. She's a tackle- and heartbreaker.

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We all cope with loss differently.

This is Philadelphia 76er LaVoy Allen. He is a fan of Mitt Romney.

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He was a vocal supporter of the former Massachusetts Governor during this election season.

He tried to get laid.

As two of Romney's more prominent black celebrity supporters I'm sure the two of them would have a lot to talk about. But the age gap might get in the way. Stacey Dash is 46. LaVoy is 23. Maybe they could get a show on TLC.

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November is a month for elections, a month for giving thanks, and most importantly, a month for growing mustaches to raise awareness for men's health issues. Let these men be your mustache spirit guides.

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When the calendar ticks past October and the final shreds of all dignity and dietary pretense are discarded in the garbage below 20 empty Snickers wrappers, the countdown to the end of all dignity and dietary pretense in swimming pools of gravy begins.

More importantly, it's time to grow a mustache.

November is Movember, of course, that month when men — manly men — grow mustaches and facial hair to raise awareness for men's issues, like prostate cancer and some men's inability to grow mustaches or facial hair.

The follicle frivolity is all for a good cause — learn more or donate here — and it's also good to celebrate those athletes who celebrate Movember all year long. For the 'stache is not a fad nor a gimmick, but a life choice for some. Handlebar, pencil-thin, twirled whiskers, and more, these are the 21 people in sports making Rollie Fingers, Scott Player, and other esteemed mustache pioneers and perfectionists proud.

But before we begin...

Dishonorable Mention: Philip Rivers

Save yourself the energy of thinking about Philip Rivers' ill-conceived attempt at a 'stache and instead spend your time seeking out those who best poke fun at Philip Rivers' ill-conceived attempt at a stache, which looks like it came out of the defect bin at the costume store.

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21. The NBA Mustache

NBA mustaches are a dying, almost dead breed. Adam Morrison and Michael Jordan just about made that official. Sure, there's a Spencer Hawes every once in awhile, but these days the upper-lip torch is carried by a lackluster group: Dwight Howard, Carmelo Anthony, etc. Wherefore art thou, Kurt Rambis, Reggie Theus, Larry Legend, James Edwards? And can someone please hire Stan Van Gundy already to bring back some mustache legitimacy to the league?

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The world of NBA mascots is a stupid one. There's often seemingly little thought behind the choice of fuzzy animal suit to put a jersey on. Are you smart enough to see logic in the chaos?

Colts head coach Chuck Pagano's leukemia is in remission, and his team made a grand gesture in support of his fight back.

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The Indianapolis Colts continue to be one of the best stories of the 2012 NFL season, and finally, there's some good news surfacing about leukemia-stricken coach Chuck Pagano, who has been forced to step away from his day-to-day duties as he undergoes medical treatment.

Pagano has endured one round of chemotherapy and, according to USA Today, Pagano's oncologist, Larry Cripe has announced his leukemia is in remission. Although it's not a clean bill of health, it's a good sign for Pagano, who delivered a heartwarming locker room speech last week after his Colts improved to 5-3. The Colts are 100% percent behind their head coach (they've adopted the motto "Chuckstrong"), and shaved their heads in support before Thursday's game against the Jacksonville Jaguars. If you're still looking for a team to root for this NFL season, there's no better option than the Indianapolis Colts.

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