No Alibis. No Sympathy. Just Results.

Anthony Joshua didn’t just beat Jake Paul, he exposed the ceiling. Paul said he was “tired” late in the fight. Sure. Everyone gets tired when the running stops and the consequences start. The novelty is gone. The curiosity is gone. And now the question isn’t what’s next for Jake Paul. It’s whether this was always the inevitable end of the experiment once he stepped in with a real heavyweight who didn’t play along.

Then there’s college football, where accountability continues to be optional. Alabama dug themselves a 17–0 hole, and Oklahoma still found a way to hand the game back. Fans will yell about the officials. They’ll scream about the fumble that should’ve been reviewed. Cool. None of that changes the fact that if you’re up 17–0 at home, in your own building, you’re supposed to finish. They didn’t. Sloppy execution, missed chances, and not enough plays when it mattered. That’s not bad luck, that’s bad football.

In the NFL, we go right back to Los Angeles vs Seattle, revisiting that review from yesterday. The one that keeps reigniting the same conversation about consistency, replay logic, and who actually gets the benefit of the doubt when games are on the line.

We also fold in the WNBA situation, because it deserves more than lip service. Bigger rosters. Childcare. Retirement benefits. Fair revenue sharing. These aren’t outrageous demands. And the league can’t keep marketing empowerment while dragging its feet when players ask to be treated like professionals.

And finally, the pearl-clutching over Diego Pavia is embarrassing. People in their 40s and 50s trying to police the personality and career choices of a player barely out of college looks less like concern and more like entitlement. He doesn’t like you anymore. You’ll live. Not every athlete exists to make you comfortable, grateful, or validated.

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