Cassie's sports takes hit differently—like a Hail Mary on a Sunday afternoon. From Ohio State shade to frog mafia bets, her commentary could rival a game-day commentator... if that commentator had a strange affinity for amphibians.

Whether discussing internalized transphobia or calling out societal nonsense, there's a depth to Cassie's posts that suggests a philosopher trying to find their footing in a swamp of absurdity.

Cassie's ability to morph the mundane (like pooping) into something goated is a superpower we didn't know we needed. It's like if Kafka wrote a sitcom about bathroom breaks.