A person who's a fan of the New York Yankees, Los Angeles Lakers and Dallas Cowboys. Only watches their teams when they're in the playoffs. When their team wins, they're obnoxious. When their team loses, they don't care. So, smack talking with them is never fun. They can never hold up an argument about sports. Most of the time, they don't even know any of their team's players except for their best player.
Jack Nicholson: Ultimate Sports Douche; Yankees and Lakers season ticket holder.
Look at that sports douche at the end of the bar. Rooting for the Lakers when they score but doesn't understand what's even going on in the game. He's wearing a Yankees hat and a Cowboys sweatshirt. Wait... is that Jack Nicholson?
An individual that goes WAY beyond simply being a fan. This individual would rather dress up in their team colors, ignore the hot babe they are with and yell at the tv about the stupidity of the refs/coaches/players every call. They feel each play should have resulted in a touchdown and honestly can't believe it didn't. These individuals are often found sitting next to you at the bar and force you to root against their team, even if it is your team also.
Sports Douche: "Why the hell did the running back run up the middle??? Couldn't he see the hole clog up before he got to it? They should have called a pass on the play! It would have been an easy 6!!"
Girlfriend (thinking to herself): Why am I with this Sports Douche? He can't even see I'm not wearing a bra! Doesn't surprise me, he couldn't even see that both receivers were double covered with the safety over the top. Clearly they had to run the ball and the defense was just that good on that play. Idiot... Hmm, who's that guy over there...???
A Douche's right hand man; His accomplice whose chief duties consist of assisting the main douche in activities usually deemed retarded by non-douches. He himself is also a douche.
For every douche, there is a douche spout following his every move.
when you're holding up your phone and making faces at it, as though you are taking a selfie, but you're really taking a picture of the person across from you or the wall or anything else that seems interesting but you don't want to be caught dead taking a picture of.
This action is often made more convincing by wiggling the eyebrows or opening the mouth, to pretend you're trying to get a Snapchat filter to work.
FRIEND A: "Did you just take a stealthie of me?"
FRIEND B (turning phone around): "no I was just using snapchat's new filter, see?"
The grindset is a contemporary ideology of self-exploitation disguised as strength, deeply tied to the aesthetics of the “sigma male” and to new digital forms of patriarchy. It promotes the idea that human worth depends on productivity, economic success, absolute emotional control, and the ability to work endlessly, turning vulnerability, rest, community, and tenderness into signs of weakness. Beneath its rhetoric of discipline and power often lies a profound inability to relate healthily to pain, fragility, and human interdependence.
“That’s the grindset, brother. While weak men sleep and complain, sigma males stay disciplined, work in silence, suppress emotions, and build power while everyone else wastes time chasing comfort.”