Quotes About Barstool

brooding on a Colorado barstool, picking unhappily at my existential scabs

This is exactly why Barstool Sports has to exist. We're one of the few places - maybe the only place - on the Internet where we don't let agendas dictate what we do.

My mind feels like a race car on the track, getting faster and faster every time I pause to think or blink or try to focus on anything. Nothing can keep up to it, not the other cars, not my body, not anyone else in the bar. It's a rush, pure exhilaration, and I'm having the time of my life. But instead of driving, I'm in the passenger seat, along for the ride, watching myself race around the track from my barstool.

I'm sitting on a barstool in her kitchen while she hovers over me. "Right," I tell Stacy. "One night. That's all.

An older, inebriated Scot who looked like he'd been sitting on his barstool all day looked me up and down, then smelled the air. Heh, neebr, goat a deid an'mal in yer bac'pac, or iz it ye tha' bloody stinks? My brain took a moment to translate. Actually, yes, there is a dead animal in my backpack, but I probably stink, too.

Look at this. A barstool, named Sven? Some old Swedish custom, the winter kicks in, weather gets harsh, after a while you find yourself relating to the furniture in ways you didn't expect?

Her hips were wide and they fit over the barstool like a hand gripping a tennis ball.

She had the kind of legs that kept her butt from resting on her shoes—a size-eight dame in a size-six dress and every mug in the joint was rooting for the two sizes to make a break for it as they watched her wiggle in the door and shimmy onto a barstool with her back to the door.

Bea was careful to stare down at her beer bottle as she spoke. When she was done the silence reigned again. Bea did not dare look up to see how her admission had been received. She saw one of the men get up from his barstool, but she didn't look over. She could hear someone moving about the room, but did not turn her head to investigate

The people at Barstool Sports are a bunch of average Joes, who like most guys love sports, gambling, golfing and chasing short skirts.

No Barstool writer has ever said or written one thing out of hate or anger. It's always to get a joke.