Joey St. Germain

Traveler. Golfer. Numbers Guy. Fantasy Sports Enthusiast. College Hoops Jersey Collector. Classically Trained Gamer. MN-Duluth and FSU Alum.

[Joey St. Germain @CaptainJSG]

The chop going on 1 for Berger and Koepka

[NOBUNAGA🇯🇵🏯_夏樹蒼依 @japan_nobunaga]

I went to In-N-Out and ordered a cheeseburger. The cashier, a calm young woman named Destiny, asked me a question I did not expect.

"You want that Animal Style?"

I paused.

I did not know what this meant. But a samurai does not admit he does not know. So I answered with weight.

"...Animal Style."

"Cool. So that's mustard-grilled, extra spread, grilled onions, pickles. Yeah?"

I understood now. This was a sacred permission. For one meal, I was being told to put down my manners at the door. To eat the way a beast eats, without shame. I had waited my whole life for someone to give me this order.

"Yes," I said. "I will become the animal."

Destiny did not blink. "...Okay. You want your fries Animal Style too?"

I stopped. Even the potatoes?

"The potatoes also become animals?"

"I mean, they get cheese and sauce and grilled onions, so..."

"Then yes. Let the potatoes abandon their restraint as well."

"...Got it." She was the calmest woman I have ever met. "3x3, 4x4, or just the one?"

I did not know these numbers, but I knew a challenge when I heard one. "How many must I face?"

"It's, like, how many patties you want."

"How many is the most honorable?"

"...Four is a lot."

"Then four. A warrior does not ask for fewer."

She wrote it down without argument. A 4x4, Animal Style, with animal fries. She warned me once, kindly. "That's gonna be huge." I told her I was counting on it.

It arrived. It was a tower. Cheese and sauce ran down my hands the moment I lifted it. There was no clean way to eat it. There was no dignified way. That was the entire point.

I ate it like a beast. Both hands, no honor, grilled onion on my chin, and I have to be honest with you, it was the best thing I have ever put in my mouth.

For thirty years I have kept my manners at every table in the world.

They handed me a burger and told me to be an animal, and I have never felt so free.

So tell me, America.

The whole country knows the secret menu. What else are you hiding in plain sight?

And "Animal Style." Was I eating the animal, or finally becoming one?

[PJ Clark @TheRealPJClark]

Picturing Monty watching this and coming to grips with this child having more majors than him

[Morning Brew ☕️ @MorningBrew]

Don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened

[CalebBanksEnthusiast @NicWestin]

The consensus board is sort of like the law. It’s very reasonable and normal to be breaking it every once in a awhile, but when you do it over and over it’s probably bad.

[Gustavo Cardenas @gustav0cardenas]

Algunos afirman que las imágenes de Apollo parecen falsas porque, si se acelera el video, los astronautas se mueven como en la Tierra. Sin embargo, el detalle clave está en el polvo lunar: cuando se levanta, cae en trayectorias parabólicas perfectas, sin dispersarse ni formar nubes que queden suspendidas. Eso solo es posible en un vacío (sin aire que frene las partículas) y con la baja gravedad de la Luna (~1/6 de la terrestre). En la Tierra, aunque aceleres o ralentices el video, el polvo se comportaría de forma muy diferente por la resistencia del aire. Este comportamiento del polvo es una de las pruebas más fuertes de que las grabaciones se hicieron realmente en la Luna.

[The Athletic @TheAthletic]

The 2026 edition of "One Shining Moment" has arrived 🙏

🎥 @MarchMadnessMBB

[Joey St. Germain @CaptainJSG]

When your work and your fandom collide

[Nate Silver @NateSilver538]

PSA: Referring to Anthropic as Ant is very confusing to those of us who also follow the Minnesota Timberwolves.

[Austin Rief ☕️ @austin_rief]

A major issue in politics today is everyone characterizes the “other side” based on the craziest tweets they can find while simultaneously being able to understand that the radicals on their side don’t represent their party.

[Adam Levitan @adamlevitan]

I remain very confused by all the whining every time something like Omarion Hampton happens.

Does no one know you’re allowed to bet the under?

[Justin Amash @justinamash]

“The Party told you to reject the evidence of your eyes and ears. It was their final, most essential command.”
—George Orwell, 1984

[10,000 Takes @10k_Takes]

What it’s like watching the Vikings offense

[Joey St. Germain @CaptainJSG]

@thorku This is standard Vilma in my experience

[Nicholas Fabiano, MD @NTFabiano]

91.4% of worries experienced by people with anxiety never come true.

[Navalism @NavalismHQ]

Knowing how little you matter is very important for your mental health and your happiness.

@naval

[Thor Nystrom @thorku]

On Thanksgiving we celebrate Randy Moss putting the Dallas Cowboys in a body bag for passing on him.

[Mr PitBull Stories @MrPitbull07]

"My name's Raymond. I'm 73. I work the parking lot at St. Joseph's Hospital. Minimum wage, orange vest, a whistle I barely use. Most people don't even look at me. I'm just the old man waving cars into spaces.
But I see everything.

Like the black sedan that circled the lot every morning at 6 a.m. for three weeks. Young man driving, grandmother in the passenger seat. Chemotherapy, I figured. He'd drop her at the entrance, then spend 20 minutes hunting for parking, missing her appointments.

One morning, I stopped him. "What time tomorrow?"
"6:15," he said, confused.
"Space A-7 will be empty. I'll save it."
He blinked. "You... you can do that?"
"I can now," I said.

Next morning, I stood in A-7, holding my ground as cars circled angrily. When his sedan pulled up, I moved. He rolled down his window, speechless. "Why?"
"Because she needs you in there with her," I said. "Not out here stressing."
He cried. Right there in the parking lot.

Word spread quietly. A father with a sick baby asked if I could help. A woman visiting her dying husband. I started arriving at 5 a.m., notebook in hand, tracking who needed what. Saved spots became sacred. People stopped honking. They waited. Because they knew someone else was fighting something bigger than traffic.
But here's what changed everything, A businessman in a Mercedes screamed at me one morning. "I'm not sick! I need that spot for a meeting!"

"Then walk," I said calmly. "That space is for someone whose hands are shaking too hard to grip a steering wheel."

He sped off, furious. But a woman behind him got out of her car and hugged me. "My son has leukemia," she sobbed. "Thank you for seeing us."

The hospital tried to stop me. "Liability issues," they said. But then families started writing letters. Dozens. "Raymond made the worst days bearable." "He gave us one less thing to break over."

Last month, they made it official. "Reserved Parking for Families in Crisis." Ten spots, marked with blue signs. And they asked me to manage it.

But the best part? A man I'd helped two years ago, his mother survived, came back. He's a carpenter. Built a small wooden box, mounted it by the reserved spaces. Inside? Prayer cards, tissues, breath mints, and a note,

"Take what you need. You're not alone. -Raymond & Friends"
People leave things now. Granola bars. Phone chargers. Yesterday, someone left a hand-knitted blanket.
I'm 73. I direct traffic in a hospital parking lot. But I've learned this: Healing doesn't just happen in operating rooms. Sometimes it starts in a parking space. When someone says, "I see your crisis. Let me carry this one small piece."

So pay attention. At the grocery checkout, the coffee line, wherever you are. Someone's drowning in the little things while fighting the big ones.

Hold a door. Save a spot. Carry the weight no one else sees.
It's not glamorous. But it's everything."

Let this story reach more hearts....

Credit: Mary Nelson

[CJ Fogler 🫡 @cjzero]

Mascots running a tush push against children is OD

[Ian Hartitz @Ihartitz]

“Our proud nation will do fantasy football waivers on Tuesdays.”

“But waivers on Wednesdays would make way more sense since they’d allow everyone to actually get a full feel for the week’s injury concerns.”

“And yet we won’t.”

[Stingr Golf @StingrGolf]

The cart shuts off as you’re driving for your life and tells you to return to the cart path in reverse

[Joey St. Germain @CaptainJSG]

It’s a special day - the anniversary of Ron Grant overrunning his return to first base

[Braves on TBS @BravesOnWTBS]

October 20, 1991 | World Series Game 2, Braves at Twins

“Game two turned more on what Braves saw as a wrestling move than a good baseball play.” - Ernie Johnson, Sr.