The conversation surrounding Danica Patrick's place in NASCAR has always been windy and bad. She's already proven that she belongs in every way that matters most—a category that doesn't necessarily include winning races.

Why doesn't anyone mention Chris Bosh's mastery in the Shooting Stars competition? Besides only the hardest-core All-Star Saturday dead-enders caring about it, that is. Anyway, let's celebrate a champion.

People spend a lot of time trying to figure out what makes winners win. All we know about it, after all that work, is that it's dark, strange, stubborn, and mostly invisible. That and that identifying it may not be worth it.

In which Joseph Bologna coaches the Phoenix Suns and doesn't ever quite get around to working out his extremely 1974, extremely serious race issues. It's a comedy!

The idea of players "owing" something to the leagues for which they play is nearly as problematic as making money for others being a "privilege and not a right." And both concepts are a lot more arcane than you think.

The players that dominated and defined the NBA for nearly two decades are nearly done doing it. It's hard to know what comes next, and harder still to imagine it.

With a few caveats -- Blake Griffin calling Donald Sterling a "weird uncle", for one -- Derek Jeter's Players' Tribune has largely been a half-hearted regurgitation of the same soundbites we can get after any game, stamped with a bit of "no filter" branding. So why not make a fantasy league out it?

Despite playing the role of savior for an entire kingdom, it's becoming increasingly unclear if Andy Murray can save himself. 

A lot more athletes make it to the pros than make it into our memories. Why do some players stick, and others not?

This extremely 1991 Die Hard ripoff is only ambiently a football (or sports) movie, but it still feels like one in some important ways. Also Ken Wahl's hair is great.