Virtual Flaneurism

Last weekend I popped down to New York City for a hot second to go to a Paul McCartney concert at Yankee Stadium with my parents. The concert was fantastic - there were fireworks, drunk-looking children, a cameo from a surprisingly sober Billy Joel - but for my mother's decision to lean in to me during "Let Me Roll It" and whispered, "You know what this beat is good for." Then she prodded my father and made an "Mhhhhmmmm!" noise that carried so much undertone that the sound of it will haunt my nightmares until the day I die.

The video uploader wants you to think this is a video of good soccer -- at least, by the left. No, this is just all around bad soccer. Very, very bad soccer.

From Spencer:

This video confuses me. Wouldn't the dog be able to tell this wasn't a real person through smell? I want to call shenanigans, but I don't know why anyone would be all up and making chicanery for something as stupid as this.