Grace Kelley

[New York Islanders @NYIslanders]

As America celebrates its 250th birthday, we're looking back to this past December, when 104-year-old World War II Army veteran Dominick Critelli brought down the house with his unforgettable rendition of the National Anthem.

[NOBUNAGA🇯🇵🏯_夏樹蒼依 @japan_nobunaga]

Japan vs USA friendship game: 250–250. A tie. 🏀

On your 250th birthday, neither side could bear to beat a friend. 🥹🎆

The jump ball burst into fireworks. Both teams shook hands.

The refs gave up and cheered.
The crowd celebrated for ten whole minutes.

This is what happens when two countries love each other!!

Happy 250th, America!! 🇺🇸🤝🇯🇵

[Christian Heiens 🏛 @ChristianHeiens]

We dropped a nuclear bomb on Japan, twice, and 80 years later they light up their cities in our colors as a show of how much they love us.

Meanwhile, we bailed half of Europe out, twice, and their governments take every last opportunity to signal how much they despise us.

[The Tennis Letter @TheTennisLetter]

POV: You're playing at Wimbledon

[Barstool Sports @barstoolsports]

You’re the first pick of the NHL Draft and Justin Bieber just announced the selection

Surreal moment for the newest Maple Leaf, Gavin McKenna

[New York Islanders @NYIslanders]

Two #1 Picks and Justin Bieber!

[Barstool Sports @barstoolsports]

Japanese fans brought their own trash bags to help clean up after their World Cup game

Incredible

[Thomas Massie @RepThomasMassie]

Republicans are in charge because we promised:

to Make America Healthy Again.
to start No New Wars,
to put people above corporations,
to put America above foreign countries,
to release the Epstein files,
to not spy on citizens,
to eliminate fraud,

what the hell happened?!

[Stefen Rosner @stefen_rosner]

#AlwaysKnicks are undefeated when #Isles Matthew Schaefer is in attendance.

[Bastien Fachan @BastienFachan]

Mirra Andreeva celebrating her first Grand Slam exactly the way her idol Maria Sharapova did ❤️

[NOBUNAGA🇯🇵🏯_夏樹蒼依 @japan_nobunaga]

USA. A potluck. Everyone brings one dish. I have never been so out of my depth in my life.

I was invited to a gathering. "Just bring a dish to share," they said. Simple words. I did not sleep for three days.

Because I understood instantly what this was. A summit. Every guest, a lord of their own house, arriving bearing tribute. And tribute is judged. Tribute is ranked. To bring the wrong dish to the wrong table is to fall in standing before your peers, possibly forever.

So I prepared. I made my finest dish. I carried it to the door with two hands and a straight back, braced for the weighing of my worth.

The first lord arrived with a bowl of orange powder noodles. Macaroni and cheese. The crowd roared. He set it down at the center of the table. The CENTER. I noted this. The center is the seat of power.

The second lord brought a tower of small brown meat orbs in red sauce. "Meatballs," he announced, like a man laying down a sword. They were placed beside the macaroni. A strong showing. An alliance, perhaps.

I studied the table like a battlefield map. Potato salad: defensive, reliable, old money. A vegetable tray, untouched, clearly a hostage offering no one expected to win. And then a woman walked in, raised a flat box overhead, and the entire room turned and CHEERED.

Pizza. She had brought pizza. Store-bought. Still in the box.

I was stunned. She had not even cooked it. And yet the people rejoiced as if a king had entered. I revised my entire understanding of the hierarchy on the spot. Effort means nothing here. Only the roar of the crowd decides rank.

I placed my dish down, humbly, near the napkins. A peasant's position. I accepted it.

And then a man tapped my shoulder, pointed at my dish, and said the words that changed everything.

"Whoa, did you make this? This is amazing. Everybody, you GOTTA try this guy's thing."

The room turned. The room came. The room ATE. My dish vanished in ninety seconds. The pizza woman herself took a second helping and looked at me with respect.

I had won the summit. By accident. With a dish I placed by the napkins.

I understand nothing about this country. I have never been happier. I am hosting the next one.

So tell me, America.

Is there a system to the potluck? A secret rank? A hidden law?

I have decided there is not.

You just bring the thing you love, and everyone eats it, and somehow everybody wins.

It is the most insane way to hold a war.

I will fight in every single one.

[People @people]

Alexa Demie Breaks Silence on Barbie Ferreira's 'Brave' Exit from 'Euphoria' https://t.co/JF1qE3Rh9h

[The Tennis Letter @TheTennisLetter]

Aryna Sabalenka says she has a responsibility as the world No. 1 to stand up for lower ranked players & to fight for a fair percentage for everyone, ‘It’s not easy to live in this tennis world with that percentage that we are earning’

“Guys, I feel like the whole point here, it’s not about me. It’s about the players who are lower in the rankings, who are suffering. It’s not easy to live in this tennis world with that percentage that we are earning. But as the world No. 1, I feel like I have to stand up and fight for those players. For lower level players, for players who are coming back after injuries, the upcoming generation. I feel like our point is pretty clear and pretty fair to everyone. That’s what we’re all about.”

On the boycott:

“I stand with my words. We just wanted to do it in a respectful way at the beginning. You guys know how much we respect you and appreciate you. It’s not your decision and it’s not about you. Just, we’re trying to fight for fair percentage.”

(via Roland Garros Press)

[New York Islanders @NYIslanders]

A message from the NHL Rookie of the Year to #IslesNation.

[New York Islanders @NYIslanders]

Earlier this week Matthew Schaefer shopped at John Varvatos at Belmont Park Village to get fitted for what he thought was just a Good Morning America appearance.

Instead, Schaefer got fitted to win the Calder Memorial Trophy for Rookie of the Year.

[BSAT Properties @BSAT_Properties]

I was on a train in Tokyo. We stopped between stations. Announcement in Japanese, then in English: "We apologize for the delay. We will resume shortly."

The delay was maybe 3 minutes. Not a big deal.

When the train started moving again, another announcement: "We sincerely apologize for the delay. We were stopped for 3 minutes and 20 seconds. This is unacceptable. Thank you for your patience."

Three minutes and twenty seconds. They measured it exactly. And called it unacceptable.

When I got off at my stop, there were station staff on the platform bowing and handing out delay certificates.

I took one out of curiosity. It was an official document stating that the train had been delayed by 3 minutes and 20 seconds, signed and stamped.

The staff member said in English "for your employer. So they know the delay was not your fault."

I said I'm a tourist, I don't need it. He looked confused. "But the delay affected you. You deserve an apology."

Three minutes. They were treating a three-minute delay like a major incident.

Later I mentioned this to a Japanese friend. They said "oh yes, delay certificates are normal. Trains are supposed to be exactly on time. If they are late, they must apologize."

I said three minutes isn't late, it's nothing. My friend said "in Japan, three minutes is late. On time means on time. Not approximately on time."

They said the train company probably investigated why there was a 3-minute delay. "They will find the cause and fix it so it doesn't happen again."

I kept the certificate. It's framed in my apartment now. A reminder that somewhere in the world, people care about three minutes.

© 6IX.

[Jessie Pegula @JPegula]

Sorry had to throw you under at the end @ryanwhitney6 but we love the effort 🤌🏻

[The Tennis Letter @TheTennisLetter]

Iga, Coco, Rybakina, Pegula, and Sabalenka all out of Madrid

[Coco Gauff @CocoGauff]

weekend 1 was great but somehow he got even better. JB 🔛🔝 foreverrrr

[Chef Andrew Gruel @ChefGruel]

Only in Los Angeles. This is horrible.