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Every four years, fans and the World Cup have a passionate and all-consuming love affair. But when it's over, it's over.

The San Francisco Giants have a very particular problem with their broadcast team and their female fans. But it's bigger than the Giants, and bigger than it seems.

You can bet on an Arsenal game from inside Emirates Stadium, but Americans need to go to Las Vegas or a series of dodgy websites. Why is it so much harder to bet on a soccer game in the United States than it is in the United Kingdom?

Or: why commencement speeches, even those by baseball's grumpiest and most self-impressed geniuses, are universally bullshit. But maybe especially ones given by Tony La Russa.

The '99-00 Orlando Magic weren't a good team. They weren't that bad, either. But given that this was a team built to fail, their mediocrity became memorable.

Five sets and then some in The Bullring, creeping loneliness on the outer courts, a noteworthy dearth of crepes, and other notes from a day at the French Open.

In what's already looking like a lost season for the Pittsburgh Pirates, Andrew McCutchen offers proof of another, brighter possibility, and a very different game.

Remembering what either was or wasn't a visitation from the gunning ghost of the former New Jersey Nets star, a refugee from a place that doesn't exist anymore.

How a 2016 Olympic hopeful came from behind, again and again, and wound up where he was never supposed to be.

For a generation, Manchester United stood for a certain way of being a soccer team. They were never really that, of course, but that was never quite the point.