Adam Lewis

I want to say a few words about Max, the very best dog. He crossed the Rainbow Bridge this afternoon after a six-month battle with Stage IV lymphoma. Throughout his treatment, he had more good days than bad, going on many walks with his dad, mom and sister and swimming in the Puget Sound when his immune system allowed it. It was not easy emotionally or financially to keep him going, but I wouldn’t trade that extra time for anything.  We adopted Max in 2016 after Sara saw an ad for him on Craigslist. We drove south on I-5 and eventually met an Eastern European man in an unmarked white van in the Tacoma mall parking lot. When I asked what breed he was, he said he bred his golden retriever with his neighbor’s Australian shepherd, but Max didn’t look like either breed. Subsequent DNA tests were inconclusive. Still, he was the cutest puppy, as evidenced by the fact he got featured on the WeRateDogs Twitter account a few weeks later. We weren’t leaving without him. So I paid the guy $600 in cash and got the out of there.  Max instantly became the center of attention in our household, living with us at our apartment in Ballard, condo in West Seattle, and then our home in Federal Way for the past four years, where he got to enjoy our big backyard after years of city living. His hobbies included playing fetch with his dad, barking at the squirrels that ran along our greenbelt, and chasing the planes that flew over our house. He loved trips to Starbucks for pup cups and really any other drive-through experience, where the employees routinely marveled at his sheer fluffy cuteness. But nothing got him more excited than trips to see my parents in Whatcom County, where he could wander freely around the farm and bark at the neighboring alpacas.   Max only lived eight years, but he got to experience a lifetime of love. He was omnipresent with Sara and me while we worked from home during the pandemic and then worked from home even more after Covid. We are both devastated but also feel so grateful for the nearly decade we got the best companion imaginable. Our home will never be the same again.  RIP to a very good boy.

If I'm the G6 I'm banding together and suing the "Power 4" into oblivion for this.

I'm not even mad anymore about WSU football being an absolute disaster. I just feel sad and embarrassed that we are fielding a product like this in our first season in a conference we fought like hell to keep alive.

Kirby Moore clock management.

Kirby Moore School of Cowardly Coaching

So weak!

My kind of team

And that’s not even including the tight ends coach who worked with me at my last tech job.

WSU gets to count this as an official win after the past few years we've had those are the rules.

0-4 in the conference we built!

Nice tackle on a blitzing Keith Brown to set up that Boise State touchdown. Wonder what it will take for us to get a holding call?

This Jake Dickert? seattletimes.com/sports/wsu-…

I'm happy WSU finally switched to the clearly superior quarterback, but I can't get over how cowardly Kirby Moore's decision-making was yesterday. Does he not have an analytics guy? Is he just making decisions based on vibes? Where is the urgency? So many questions right now in Pullman.

Starting Pinnick for six games instead of Eshelman was an act of terrorism

I knew today would be rough but this is embarrassing beyond what I even imagined.

Gotta kick that field goal down 17 in the first half. Impressive stuff.

Nice punt, Kirby

Watching Oregon State’s offense after suffering through last night’s WSU game is like experiencing a different sport.

not remotely close to a catch

another insanely bad holding call