Your Sports Blues Prescription Is Ready...

…I’ve got good news for you. She’ll be singing at the opening ceremony for the 2026 Winter Olympics in Milan at Stadio San Siro. She’s not Italian (to my or Google’s knowledge), so I don’t fully understand it, but when something good happens, you don’t question it.

Last week, 11 WNBA players attended the Fanatics and Boardroom business immersion program to talk branding, investing, and content creation, showing just how booked and busy the girlies are. While Lexie Hull is starting a makeup brand and Jewell Loyd is managing a 160-acre farm, the rest of us are sending emails all day.   

If you’re still all in on the soccer kit trend, here are some of the best of 2025. If you’re over it, I need to know what we’re onto next. Let me know. Either way, the Ajax Third is a need.

Sometimes there’s nothing funnier (positive) than a good old-fashioned talking head blooper. Awful Announcing counted down the funniest 10 sports media gaffes here. Sorry for the cursing. I didn’t say it, they did!

Are the new Crocs Ripple Clogs cool or a subtle reiteration of Yeezys? Sneaker hitmaker Steven Smith (who has also designed for Nike and New Balance) designed both, so I think it’s safe to say there are some consistencies. Anyway, I like them! Sue me! Unless you like them too! Then let’s hang out, I guess! 

I’m gonna do things a liiiiiitttle differently around here today. I was experiencing some intense hashtag writer’s block for today’s newsletter. Perhaps it’s the tragedies that took place this weekend (and continue to unfold), but I just feel a little out of sorts. Then I realized, we probably all feel out of sorts this week. 

Come December, we’re usually chillin’ by the fire with our loved ones. But this year feels like “Supermarket Sweep,” for sending a ton of emails. 

That pressure to be hustling isn’t eased by the state of the world right now. Even just in sports, it feels like all the news is negative. Countless NFL stars were hurt this past weekend. College Football is a mess. The WNBA might not happen this year. The NWSL is losing players left and right. The NBA insists on the wacky NBA Cup courts (ok, that one is a joke). Lockheed Martin is doing streetwear collabs. Ok, that last one isn’t sports, but still. 

My point is, I think we all could use some healing up. So, although I’m not a doctor (I just play one in this newsletter), I will take it upon myself to dole out prescriptions to those in need. For legal reasons, this is all a joke, but let’s get into it. 

For the newly injured (and in some cases playoff-eliminated) Davante Adams, Patrick Mahomes, and Micah Parsons. It’s not a cure, but when it comes to treating symptoms, look no further than soup. Soup season is here; we have to appreciate it while we can. Sometimes it’s the only thing that helps. Here’s what I recommend. 

For college football and all the internal and external feuding, I’m sending all parties involved to Wemby’s Shaolin monastery for the entire offseason. 

Especially so they can learn this valuable lesson from the Frenchman.

For everyone in Las Vegas watching the Spurs face the Knicks tonight in the NBA Cup Final, you probably need some ibuprofen. And Tylenol. And mint tea. And don’t sleep on a cold compress. Actually, pass the mint to Josh Allen, who can’t stop throwing up. 

If you’re a professional athlete who just learned your team didn’t make the playoffs, like Chris Jones, you might be filled with rage. I’m prescribing at least 3 hours of online shopping (who needs a new purse charm?). Make sure to scroll as fast as you can and sigh as much as possible. Shaking your head in disbelief a lot also helps. 

To WNBA fans, who are probably getting a little anxious about the fact that there has been no player-league resolution, we have the antidote for you: 100 hours of Unrivaled under the Miami sun. Prescription will be ready January 5, but in the meantime, the league’s Grade A social content is about to turn wayyyyy up. The Breeze might even find the rhythm by then (lovingly). 

For anyone whose team stinks, or whose favorite player left, or who had their coach fired, or who is experiencing general sports-related anxiety (negative), I find these very brief therapy videos incredibly helpful. 

For those of you who have been broken up with, I know it’s hard during the holidays especially, but I need you to believe in love again. I’m prescribing you one dose of watching this clip of Sophia and Michael Wilson. 

And if none of these apply to you, but you feel like you need a little healing, I am once again suggesting you eat some soup. 

The NBA Cup final is tonight, and I can’t tell if we (as a society) truly care or not. That may sound kinda brutal, and I don’t mean it as such. I can pretty much get into any basketball—nay, any sport—if I get a proper glimpse at the storylines. I think that’s true for most people. But is that the case for the NBA Cup? 

Let’s see what the internet has to say: 

Knicks fans seem to be excited to be in it, but is it enough for them to watch? 

Spurs fans seem to be even more excited.

But what’s all this then? Perhaps just a natural born hater? 

It definitely matters to the Knicks players (let’s assume that’s not just because of New York’s cost of living aka where the prize money would go). They’re subscribing to the theory that if you get a minor taste of victory, you won’t stop until you get more.  

Meanwhile, being a part of this is a matter of ethics for Wemby. I don’t quite know why, but I trust him. 

Some claim this game is so powerful, it can heal a nation. Maybe that’s what Wemby meant?

Results are not completely conclusive. But I will be watching. How about you??