In the latest installment in our occasional Gothic NBA Fan-Fiction Series, Jimmy Butler finds himself in a hairy situation.

Henry Cejudo's ankle betrayed him at the worst possible moment. He beat the best fighter in the world anyway. Joints are complicated things.

If team sports give a sense of community to their fans, those who choose to follow athletes in individual sports must be searching for something else. But what? 

As our nation's leaders make embracing your cultural heritage an explicitly political act, a son of Mexican immigrants reflects on finally finding your roots through football.

Granderson seemed to uncoil from his closed, praying mantis stance to hit a towering home run. I’m sure at least thirty thousand people in the Stadium made a similar observation: He’d look good in pinstripes.

Skateboarding will soon branch out from the streets and join the Olympics—in 2020 in Tokyo—which the makes the present a timely point to think about skateboarding through a proxy: the anonymous man in Don DeLillo's Point Omega, who spends six consecutive days standing at the back of a museum, enveloped in darkness, observing the minute gradations of a video exhibit wherein Alfred Hitchcock’s Psycho is played in its entirety at two frames per second.

Daniel Bryan always made wrestling feel real in a way that few other wrestlers ever could. He's back, and we're all better off for it.

The defiant defense that makes players inches taller swing the ball to the other side in fear of his stout, leveraged post defense isn’t in doubt; it's the game being close enough for it to matter. The man with 100% Hall of Fame probability still has something to prove.

Sports cartoons were once a staple on American sports pages. Fantagraphics' The Draw Of Sport brings to life the work of Murray Olderman, a lost art's grand master.

Santi Cazorla hasn't played in more than a year, and it's anyone's guess when he'll play again. But the space in the game left by his absence makes his return seem all the more necessary.