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New York City may be about to get its own MLS team, courtesy of Manchester City owner Sheikh Mansour. But it won't be the New York Cosmos, in name or coolness or spirit or any other sense, and that's a pity.

Savannah, Georgia is a long way from Cheyenne, Wyoming, and also a long way from the Major Leagues. But Savannah is where Brandon Nimmo, one of the very few baseball players to make it out of Wyoming and a prospect in the New York Mets organization, plays in the outfield for the Savannah Sand Gnats. It's all a lot closer than it seems.

The greatest possible tribute to what Sir Alex Ferguson did during his 26 years with Manchester United is how hard it is to imagine the team, or the game, without him. Even when he retires, though, Ferguson won't quite be gone.

The X-Games have always traveled the difficult road between relevancy and authenticity. Now, in an attempt to reinvograte the flailing brand, ESPN has brought the games to Europe and South America. And nobody's cared. 

The Brooklyn Nets are a mediocre, tacky, over-branded and mostly heart-free basketball team that's no fun to watch. But give them time and they'll become something else, despite everything.

How did the severely depleted and undermanned Bulls beat the defending NBA champion on the road on Monday night? If there's even a name for it, would you really want to know it?

Manu Ginobili seems, almost always, to be playing out of control. He is, but only because he knows what it does to those tasked with trying to figure out what he's doing, and stop him from doing it.

Jason Collins' historic announcement has been received with happy shrugs and praise, which is a very good thing. But it's not the end of anything, not nearly, and we shouldn't be too satisfied with this admittedly satisfying reception.

The Boston Celtics were once a very good team, if never quite one that deserved the heroic narrative they received in the early years of the Big Three. Now, with the end of the road seemingly rushing up for Pierce and Garnett, are we allowed to acknowledge that they've always been too small for their narrative?

Bo Jackson is one of the most transcendent athletes of his or any era. That's part of why his promos for 5-Hour Energy are such a bummer, although that's certainly not all of it.