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Before this season, pitching was pretty clearly Shohei Ohtani's secondary talent, and that's not an insult. He was just "also a pitcher" in the same way that Lady Gaga is also an actress or Kareem Abdul-Jabbar is also a writer. In his first two seasons as a Dodger, Ohtani only pitched a total of 47 innings as he recovered from elbow and then shoulder surgery, yet he was still the best baseball player in the world. The fact that he might take the mound every fifth or sixth day when healthy and deliver above-average starts was just icing on top of 50-plus homers and a 1.000+ OPS, and also that one year where he stole 59 bases seemingly just to prove he could. In his ninth season in MLB, the power hitting is a notch lower than we're used to, but Ohtani remains a spectacular hitter: .301 average, NL-best on-base percentage, 165 OPS+. But this time, in something far beyond a simple return to form since his injury, Ohtani's pitching stats are the ones that truly drop the jaw. Through 10 starts, Ohtani has given up just five earned runs over 61 innings, which is good for a 0.74 ERA to go along with a microscopic 0.787 WHIP. Wednesday's outing against Arizona, which the Dodgers won 7-0, was another display of efficiency. Ohtani went six innings allowing just two hits and one walk. He stranded Gabriel Moreno after a two-out double in the fourth, and on his final pitch he got Corbin Carroll to ground into a double play to escape what qualified for him as a jam. That's all the action to speak of—well, except for the fact that Ohtani also picked up three singles and two walks at the plate. Jeez, man. Take a look at some of the highlights from the D-Backs game: https://youtu.be/RKW2aqM3VJw?si=ln_KzvS6M2IqBykP&t=219

It's almost time for the World Cup. Before the tournament, we'll be previewing each of the top 15 teams by FIFA rankings that made the tournament. Why the top 15? Because that's how many we needed to do in order for the USMNT to make the cut. You can read all of our previews here. If Brazil is the technicolor standard-bearer of soccer brilliance at the World Cup, then Germany is Brazil's monochromatic counterpart, a country that never fails to produce enough talent to be a serious threat every four years. Except, it appears, over the last two tournaments. Germany went out of the group stage in 2018, the first time the country had failed to advance past the first round since Quite Literally Hitler Times (1938), and then repeated the feat in 2022 to really drive home the doldrums. Throw in a couple of disappointing finishes at the Euros, and Germany enters the 2026 World Cup trying to recover its identity and traditions.

Attending a major sporting event can be exhausting, expensive, and demeaning. But there has always been at least one game-day opportunity that can provide a little bit of satisfaction: the ability to buy an ice-cold bottle of water from a guy with a cooler in the parking lot for a buck or two, and then bring your prize into the stadium. Look at you, all hydrated and frugal! Because FIFA seems dead-set on making this year's World Cup as hostile to attendees as possible, however, soccer fans who have already spent at least a month's salary on tickets are now being told that they can't even bring cheap water into the stadium. This information comes to us from The Athletic, which has reviewed emails that FIFA sent out to ticket-holders this week, informing them of the reversal of a previous policy allowing sealed, plastic water bottles to be brought into stadiums: However, according to emails seen by The Athletic, FIFA have informed World Cup ticket holders that they have updated the code of conduct and the correspondence told fans that “reusable water bottles are no longer permitted at the FIFA World Cup 2026™ stadiums”. The code of conduct, which was updated on June 2, has removed the prior guidance permitting an empty and reusable plastic bottle. It now reads: “For the avoidance of doubt, reusable water bottles may not be brought into the stadium.”

That photo up there is of Jalen Brunson, who hit some huge shots down the stretch of Game 1 of the NBA Finals, led all players on both sides in scoring, and was talked up by his head coach as the hero of a game the underdog Knicks won, 105–95. "He did what MVP candidates are supposed to do," said a glowing Mike Brown, who pushed every correct button Wednesday night. "In the biggest moments, he shows up, and that's what MVPs are supposed to do. We put the ball in his hands and said we are going to live and die with him." I am going to tell myself that Brown heaped particular praise on Brunson not only because Brunson hit some big shots, or because Brown was still stirred by Brunson's recovery from what looked like a scary leg injury in the first quarter, but because he does not want to draw attention to what really won the game for the Knicks. New York triumphed in Game 1 because they pretty well ate up Victor Wembanyama, because they convincingly won the matchup against the player whose sudden ascendence to the very pinnacle of the sport has been the defining story of this NBA season. Nobody seemed to want to talk about it, after Brunson's theatrics: Across two ESPN recaps, neither coach is quoted so much as uttering the name of the man who outplayed Wemby. Allow me: Put simply, Karl-Anthony Towns kicked Wembanyama's ass. Here was a fun, somewhat bewildering challenge for a Thursday morning: To search among the photos available in Defector's subscription with Getty Images and to find one that contains both Wembanyama and Towns. The image, in this case, should depict these two behemoths in relation to one another in such a way that the composition tells some essential truth about the contest. Shouldn't be too hard! Wembanyama played 37 minutes and Towns played 34 minutes, and the two guarded each other a lot. Turns out, this is an impossible task, possibly because it is just very difficult to frame up two players of their combined size.

The Indiana Fever have revoked media credentials from longtime Indiana basketball reporter Scott Agness, he said Tuesday in a post on his website Fieldhouse Files. The team's public relations staff told him the decision was due to "the spread of inaccurate and unsubstantiated information" related to Caitlin Clark’s injury status in a game against the Portland Fire on May 20. The Fever announced that Clark would miss that game less than two hours before tipoff in Indianapolis. "I'm told it’s part of a strategic management plan for the season," Agness wrote in a tweet sharing the news. Clark missed 31 games in 2025 with various injuries, but wasn't previously on the injury report before she was ruled out. League rules state that teams must report player injury and illness information by 5 p.m. local time the day before a game, and identify a specific "reason for any player whose participation in the game may be affected for any reason." In his May 20 story on the news of Clark's absence, Agness clarified the "strategic management plan" phrase he'd used in his earlier tweet: "That was not to insinuate load management, but rather emphasize the precautionary measure given what she experienced last season," he wrote. In his post on Tuesday, Agness said Fever PR took issue with that phrase, which he said was based on "information from a trusted league source."

Two months ago, Angel in the outfield Jo Adell robbed three home runs in a single game, in what I'm sure will stand up as the best defensive performance of the season. Tuesday night, he made an error that forced me to question if those incredible catches were all just a dream. “It's one of those things where how it happened looks crazy,” Adell said after the game. “It looks like I've never played in the field before, which is disappointing, because it's beyond the truth, but it is what it is. I'm the only one that really knows what happened. I was out there, and it happened to me, so it is what it is.” Well, I can take a guess at what happened. Rockies hitter TJ Rumfield hit a long fly to deep right-center, and Adell ran over to try to make a catch. As he put his glove up for the out, he misjudged where the ball was going to land. It took a very slight deflection off his leather, bonked him on the top of the head, then traveled over the yellow line for a Colorado home run. From where I'm sitting, it sure looks like Adell got Cansecoed.

The morning of her first-round match at Roland-Garros, Marta Kostyuk learned that a Russian missile attack had killed four people in her native Kyiv, Ukraine, dangerously near her parents' house. "Most of the morning I felt sick … if it was 100 meters closer, I probably wouldn’t have a mom and a sister today," Kostyuk said after her comfortable win against Russian-born Oksana Selekhmeteva. Compartmentalization sometimes impresses as much as any athletic exploit.  In the middle of her fourth-round match against four-time champion Iga Swiatek, Kostyuk was dancing. She'd never taken a set off Swiatek before, but survived the opener, 7-5, despite being down a break on two occasions. After a brief chat with coach and blogger Sandra Zaniewska, who spent the match taking notes atop a copy of Sally Rooney's Intermezzo, Kostyuk had a few extra moments before Swiatek returned from her standard bathroom break and got her boogie on to the courtside music to cheers from the crowd. Everybody should have known the eventual result right then. You simply do not dance on court unless your game is singing. An out-of-sorts Swiatek returned from the toilet and broke serve in the first game of the second set, then watched Kostyuk swipe the next six in a row to inflict the most resounding defeat Iga has absorbed at this tournament in seven years.  The day of Kostyuk's quarterfinal on Tuesday, Russian missiles and drones killed at least 22 more Ukrainians, three children among them. Against her countrywoman Elina Svitolina, who had mentored Kostyuk and is in arguably career-best form, Kostyuk won in three sets. The quirks and sharp edges of tennis regularly drive players to various displays of infancy, as if each missed backhand or dubious line call represents a vital part of their life shattering before their eyes. Despite shouldering truly life-altering stress, Kostyuk was even-keeled throughout, greeting misses with smiles or shrugs in which the frustration level looked closer to everyday levels than "Daniil Medvedev." 

It's almost time for the World Cup. Before the tournament, we'll be previewing each of the top 15 teams by FIFA rankings that made the tournament. Why the top 15? Because that's how many we needed to do in order for the USMNT to make the cut. You can read all of our previews here. The most successful side of the last two World Cups is France. That's a title that winning the tournament and coming oh-so-close to repeating earns you. But which is the second most successful side? If you picked Argentina, the other winner, I wouldn't push back too hard, especially since the Albiceleste lost to the eventual champions in 2018. Instead, though, I'd argue that it is Croatia, home to only 3.8 million people, that has punched so far above its weight that it should be considered the second-best-performing World Cup team over the past eight years.

Both No. 1 seeds in men's and women's singles have now exited Roland-Garros after running the scoreboard right up to the threshold of victory and then suffering bizarre, ignominious collapse. A week after Jannik Sinner seized up, it was Aryna Sabalenka's turn to cave in. Sabalenka was up 6-3, 4-1 on Diana Shnaider in Wednesday's quarterfinal, and leading her service game 30-0. From there, Sabalenka won just one more game in the match. She had a chance to serve it out at 5-4, and got within two points of victory, but after missing a putaway volley, she spiritually vanished from the premises. The husk of Sabalenka which remained on court blew 10 consecutive games to conclude a 3-6, 7-5, 6-0 loss to Shnaider, the No. 25 seed and a punchy 22-year-old lefty who had never previously advanced beyond the second round of this tournament. Sabalenka's loss ensures that there will be a first-time French Open champion in the women's draw, just as in the men's. An inexplicable Sabalenka collapse while holding a big lead at Roland-Garros in windy conditions—why does that sound familiar? It was the exact outcome of the 2025 final, too. Last year, some combination of gusts and Coco Gauff's indefatigable defense unwound Sabalenka's game. This year, the loss of form came two rounds earlier in the tournament, and it was even more sudden and stark. For the back half of this match, Sabalenka's side of the court was a symphony of screams and errors. Nothing worked.

Welcome back to Minor Dilemmas, where a member of Defector's Parents Council will answer your questions on surviving family life. Have a question? Email us at minordilemmas@defector.com. This week, Dave answers a question about how to know when to let your kid quit an activity.