NMA's relentlessly weird and stupendously timely animations give an extra two dimensions to Twitter's non-stop goof session on sports. It can be funny, but it's not necessarily pretty.

Donald Driver was never quite great, and never anything less than good, during his 14 seasons in Green Bay. When he retires on Wednesday, it will be as a player who both invited and defied easy mythmaking, and who did so with a smile.

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UFC 156 was one of the best cards the company has ever put on. Tim-Tom have the event's good, bad and -- because someone let an angry person use a webcam -- the ugliness of a YouTube diss video, plus much much more in this edition of Yakkin' About Mixed Martial Arts. 

It's not just that Dirk Nowitzki revolutionized the position he plays on the floor, although he did do that. But in becoming both a great player and a NBA champion, Nowitzki also exploded his own narrative, and won the right to write his own ending.

Whatever Super Bowl Sunday brings us, Krewe du Vieux's float of a giant vagina eating Roger Goodell has already given us the most enduring, and maybe most appropriate (if still plenty inappropriate), image for Super Bowl XLV.

Sports Illustrated Presents Dr. Z's Greatest Moments in Super Bowl History should be the most famous piece of sportswriting about football, period. So how come you’ve almost certainly never heard of it?

It's usually one of the WWE's most reliably entertaining events, but Sunday's Royal Rumble was mostly a dispiriting and Rock-afflicted mess. Mostly, but not entirely.

Joakim Noah was a widely reviled disaster in Chicago, right up until the moment that he became the best and most reliably berserk reason to watch the Bulls. During the good times and the bad, Noah has always been himself. In his new, All-Star guise, he's simply more himself than ever.

It may be some time before the Buffalo Bills play in another Super Bowl. Luckily, there's Second String, the movie in which a tiny Canadian quarterback with a big heart leads the Bills to an unexpected win. Also, Jon Voight wears a hat and looks angry.

It seemed reasonable to expect a mess from FYI, the low-budget "vodcast" hosted by former Detroit Tigers misfits/miscreants Dmitri Young and Robert Fick. But while the show itself was kind of a mess, it was also oddly earnest and endearing. And that was before they started telling Matt Anderson stories.