We can't get to Friday without looking back on the mistakes and dashed hopes of yesterday, so let's check in and see if it's ready for today, or if it's still wallowing in the bitter regret of things undone and waking up, drenched in a cold sweat over that thing it said that totally sounded better in its head.
NFL Players' protests against police brutality and the inequality that people of color in the United States face in August 2016 apparently weren't peaceful enough for NFL owners, who unanimously voted to approve a new policy that requires players to stand if they are on the field during the performance. The new policy does, however, give players the option to remain in the locker room if they prefer, which is basically the equivalent of telling someone, "Go to your room until you're ready to act like a big boy."
Three ass clowns — excuse us, alleged ass clowns — who somehow thought street racing was a great idea tore down Bayshore yesterday at noon, hitting a mom and baby. The mother died at the hospital and doctors says they don't expect her 21-month old daughter to survive. Lilly. The baby's name is Lilly, and if these three were to have that baby's face haunting them every night for the rest of their lives, we'd be OK with that. Police released the passenger of one car on $500 bail, which somehow seems like not enough money to pay for your freedom when you've been a party to killing one, probably two people.
Even though we're a solid week away from the official start of the 2018 hurricane season, that's not stopping a storm system from trying to organize in the Gulf of Mexico, with an 80-percent chance it'll be something we might have to name in the next five days. Last year I set up text alerts from the National Hurricane Center. Getting texts from the NHC in May is like when you're home for the summer, hanging out with your summer fling, but BF from back at college starts showing up at the summer cookouts. Let's not make this awkward, NHC...
We're not gonna dwell on how the Tampa Bay Lightning lost last night, but we are gonna say we love hockey, we love you guys, and yeah, sure, maybe the Caps are going to the Stanley Cup, but you know what else they have to do? They have to deal with D.C. and Trump while you guys have sunshine and... well, us. Who's the real winner here, we ask you? See some sad photos here.
