The U.S. women are World Cup champions again, winning their third World Cup this summer in France.  Fox Sports was there to capture the magic, and after the US defeated the Dutch team in Lyon, a Fox reporter was in a nearby bar covering the celebration.  During the live broadcast,

We have locals kicking gentrification arse, the shakeup of a landmark publication, the best possible outcome in the Permit Patty situation and a president that just went balls-deep in diplomacy destruction. Let’s go. Around the Bay Hasta Muerte Puts Down Oakland Roots The building Hasta Muerte Coffee leased from was

A Big Change to This Year’s Voter Guide We’ve been doing voter guides for a really long time. I’m pretty sure we put our first one out in like 2010 or something. And I know that thousands of you rely on our voter guides to help you make decision. But

The U.S. is not in the World Cup, so you might just root for the hottest World Cup players you would most enjoy having sex with. These are the players you would probably most enjoy having sex with, or at least enjoy watching them work, sweat, play, and remove their

Guest post by Jaisette Herrera I love balls. They come in all sizes and shapes….and all are used to score. Balls are celebrated across the world and none are so adored then the ones that get to play in the World Cup. I am a girl who loves sports, but I’m

So here’s the thing.  See that picture at the top?  That’s me driving a tractor.  I’m currently at my girlfriend’s family’s farm in upstate NY and I’m pretty much trying to be as unplugged as possible.  It’s really a lovely feeling and totally needed.  I’ve even had a garbage plate

There are a few reasons a person might drink six cans of shit beer in one sitting. Getting fired. Getting dumped. The United States losing to Ghana. Weekday afternoons. You know, truly heartbreaking shit. Luckily, like most necessities in this city, there is a bar for that. Floyd, which sits

Man oh MAN, I am so excited about this World Cup. Normally, at this stage, an entire nation of deluded youth who think that America might someday care about soccer finds itself flailing somewhere between wild panic and bitter apathy. They bob in this temperate ocean because by this point

Sure you could watch the World Cup from the comfort of your living room, or you could wake up even earlier, go downtown and watch the game from the comfort of a bunch of homeless peoples’ living room: Civic Center Plaza! So far the US has managed to neither win