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Notes from the annual Steve Nash Foundation Showdown game, where NBA players and sports journos alike are tolerated by world-class soccer players. All for the good of the kids.

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Our most recent installment in the Spam Poetics series relates to material privilege and bikini operation. And, as ever, to the power of absolute nonsense.

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Ever wonder what do Carmelo Anthony, Lowell from Wings and Paris Hilton have in common? You get one guess, and then you just have to read this find out. No peeking!

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Today's spam poesy is perhaps the most ambitious entry in the field yet: a simultaneous inversion of and tribute to an especially avant-garde Oakley-spamming comment, repurposed here into a tribute to Classical favorites and official minor league soccer team, The Baltimore Bohemians. You're crazy for this one, Logan K. Young.

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There are always more spam comments, which means that there is more poetry comprised of those spam comments. Today's poems come from the artist more widely known as @Classical_eBooks, and they are especially moving if you are into sneakers or despondent socialites or Nick Markakis.

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We get a lot of spam comments, we know. It's annoying, and we're going to continue to delete them. But not before we find the poesy buried in these blurps of crass incoherence.

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We have robots that make baseball omniscience possible, hungry algorithms ingesting pitch speeds and release points and excreting velocity charts and heat maps. Every MLB game c. 2012 is more thoroughly documented than the Spanish-American War. This is mostly a good thing.

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A fan arrives at his unified theory of sports writing. Or  a sports writer arrives at his unified theory of fandom.  Or something.

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In the latest installment in our running diary of the Baltimore Bohemians' first season as a minor league soccer team, the Bohs struggle to find their way into the win column, but find their way thanks in part to a throwback-y embrace of some traditional Maryland flavor. Contains dangerously funky theme song for the late, lamented NASL team the Baltimore Bays.

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Mark Judge's paean to Bryce Harper, 19-year-old baseball prodigy and "conservative hero," has been kicked around the internet since it made its falling-down-the-stairs-and-then-catching-on-fire debut on the Daily Caller last Friday. It's absolutely as bad as you've heard, but not necessarily for the reason you might expect.

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