Paige Spiranac Called A 'Talentless Whore,' RFK Jr. Likes Big Butts & NFL Scout Dismantles Caleb Williams

… Hello? This thing on? Can anyone read this?

Yeah, it's been that kind of DAY here at OutKick HQ. You guys all know by now that we're in the middle of a system change – essentially going from the wishbone to the Fun ‘N Gun – and the bullets are flying right now. Joe wrote about it this morning in Screencaps, so I won’t harp on it too much, but just know that we're GRINDING right now behind the scenes. 

Well, not me. I'm pretty much just doing my normal thing – which is to entertain you folks for about 10 minutes each day with random stuff. That's why we're going to defend Paige Spiranac today, because the internet apparently called her a talentless attention whore, and that's not cool. 

Side note: this new system underlines any word it deems "offensive" in yellow, which I just found out when I typed whore. Buckle up, new system – this is about to look like a Picasso by the time we're through. 

Anyway, I'm trying to be business as usual, but the IT fellas in the back? This is their Super Bowl. Their Everest. Their Mona Lisa. When our yearly reviews take place this July and the folks in accounting start doling out raises, this is the moment they'll point to when asked "why do you deserve this raise?" 

They can either say they led us through adversity and to a championship, or they were the reason we're currently picking first in the draft. No in between. Stay tuned. (Just kidding, they'll crush it. Already are). 

And on that very long note, welcome to a Thursday Nightcaps – the one where I keep my head down during times of uncertainty and do what I do best. 

So yes, we're gonna jog the Google Algo today with Paige Spiranac. Lord knows we need some help after the site basically shut down for an hour yesterday. 

What else? A middle school class is going viral for singing the greatest bar song of all time. Well, in my opinion, but as you all know by now – my opinion is usually just fact. You'll see. 

We're also going to check in on RFK Jr. because he's pretty much just one of the (horny) guys, maybe apply for a job at Pizza Hut if the site never re-captures its former glory and then end the day with Mississippi State softball senior Brylie St. Clair. 

She's ready to rock and roll for one final time in Starkville and so are we. It is the first day of February, after all, so that means we're basically in #springsportsszn. Thank God, because this time of year is brutal. 

OK, that's enough of a tease for now – assuming anyone can actually read this. Hell, I could be talking to myself, which wouldn't be completely out of the ordinary. Either way, we RIDE right now!

Paige Spiranac claps back at the internet cowards who called her a whore 

Usually I'd save Paigeviews for later, but today's not the day to mess around. Who knows how long we'll stay online? (Just kidding, we'll be fine. Gulp). 

So, here's the deal. Paige Spiranac has been on an absolute heater lately, even for her. It was a quiet few months to end 2023 for the Queen of Influencing, but she was evidently just gearing up for a massive 2024. 

Just recently, she's been in the news for (maybe) banging Bryson DeChambeau, smoking a driver 330 down the fairway and being banned over on China's TikTok for showing too much boob. Losers. 

Anyway, the internet ain't ready to leave her be just yet:

RFK Jr. starts election year strong 

Look, that last one had nothing to do with anything but I just wanted to share it because it reminds me of a better time. The holidays. Christmas. Football. Actual things going on. Now we're just stuck in neutral for a bit. 

No NFL this weekend. Yuck. We do get NASCAR back Sunday night out in LA, but it's also … out in LA. Yuck again! 

There's just not much going on right now in the world of sports beyond Taylor Swift/Brittany Mahomes stuff, and I'm just tired of that. You wanna know the point we're getting close to with the Mahomes-Swift story? 

We're almost at the point where we've taken the fake hate too far and it's gonna actually cause me to ROOT for the Chiefs next week. I'm serious. 

It happened with the old Brady-Belichick Patriots in the mid-2010s. The hate just went too far and the bandwagon got so damn full that I had no choice but to jump off the train and start actually pulling for them to win in big moments. 

You all know by now that we here at Nightcaps zig when others zag.  

That's what gonna happen soon with the Chiefs. We're blogging (not only us, but the entire freaking internet) about every single move. It's too much. Gonna have some tough calls to make here pretty soon. We'll see. 

Anyway, as for Paige Spiranac – she's not an attention whore. And she's definitely not talentless. Just because she has big boobs and flaunts them all the time doesn't mean she's not also good at golf. You can be good at golf AND be good at influencing. Hell, I'd prefer that. Leave her alone, losers. 

I'll bet you anything RFK Jr. is a Paige Spiranac fan:

Pizza Hut has a new business venture and it's a doozy

Hilarious. That's why I love the internet. And yes, that video has been unearthed from last year. Whatever. Funny is funny, and that's funny. Shooters shoot, baby. What a way to start an election year. Zig when they zag, RFK!

Speaking of … Pizza Hut is doing just that, allegedly. 

I know we wrote about it a few days ago (nice job, Reigle!), but I assume that story is long gone by this point thanks to the new system, so I figured I'd get it back out there. It also gives me a chance to pump out some Pizza Hut nostalgia, which I will always pounce on when given the chance. 

Remember 1990s Pizza Hut? What a time to be alive. The basketball they'd give away for March Madness, the interior decor, the buffet – it was awesome. It was an actual sit-down restaurant that was almost fancy. Seems silly today, but society was so much simpler back then. 

Everything was better, especially fast food. Hell, for some reason, the Facebook Algo put this little Taco Bell video on my feed earlier this week and I was mesmerized:

Country roads, Coach O & Caleb Williams 

Look at how happy everyone is in that commercial. Such a blissful time in America, I hear. Hard to argue after seeing that. 

OK, rapid-fire time before this new system kicks me out and I lose all of this and have to start over. Already happened once today, so let's not tempt fate again. 

First up? How about these middle-schoolers jamming out to the greatest bar song of all time?

I've had a theory for some time now and it's probably not original but whatever, it's mine and I own it: if you ever need to get the party going when you're out at a bar, play Country Roads. 

If there's live music, get your ass up there and request it. If it's one of those fancy jukebox things attached to the wall that I for the life of me can't figure out, get someone who knows what they're doing to play it next. 

Whenever that song comes on when we're out, the crowd will inevitably sing along to every word within 10 seconds. Without fail. Works every single time. I'm convinced we could solve all the big issues in this country in about three hours if we all just got together in a bar and played that to start the night. 

You know who I guarantee you is on board with that? Coach O:

My God. It's perfect. I almost thought it was AI for a second because I didn't know Mark Sanchez had that in him. How the hell is Coach O still unemployed? College football is in absolute shambles right now, and the peak content guys – Nick Saban and Jim Harbaugh – are now gone. 

We need Ed Orgeron back more than ever. Seriously. I don't even know what he's up to nowadays. Last time I saw him he was atop his Miami balcony pumping out an insane speech at like 8 a.m. on a Sunday morning. 

Unreal. What a human. Congrats, Baylor!

While we're talking some college football, OutKick's Dan Z (not looking up how to spell his last name) pumped out his first mock draft today. Give it a look when you're done scrolling through Brylie St. Claire pictures here in a minute, because it's good. I don't know who half these people are, but Dan has the Dolphins taking a fat guy at 21 and Lord knows we need one, so I'm good with it. 

Anyway, he has Caleb Williams going to the Bears at No. 1 – a move one former NFL scout will NOT be a fan of:

Mississippi State softball senior Brylie St. Claire is ready for her final season

My God. For starters, what a tweet. Just from a pure length standpoint it's elite. Remember when tweets could only be like 280 characters long? Like 1970s Taco Bell, it was a simpler time. 

Now, from a content standpoint, it's also a DOOZY. Some of the highlights:

He’s much closer to Johnny Manziel than Patrick Mahomes on the spectrum. I mean that with respect and sensitivity, but that’s what I would say if I was a scout sitting in the pre-draft meetings.

We witnessed Caleb Williams having a mental breakdown right before our eyes crying uncontrollably in his mother’s arms. To me —as a former NFL Scout, he’s the most mentally fragile player I’ve ever evaluated, quarterback or otherwise.

He’s 2-9 against ranked college teams on top of it all — and now he’s going to do it in a league that’s only faster and more complex? Make it make sense.

What a scouting report! An absolute tear-down from top to bottom. Never seen anything like it, but I do wish we got more of these unfiltered takes from scouts. Imagine the chaos. 

OK, that's enough for today. For those who found directions to class, thanks for showing up! For those who decided to skip because everything's a little out of a whack, you get one hall pass. Hope you enjoyed it!

See you tomorrow. 

OutKick Nightcaps is a daily column set to run Monday through Friday at 4 p.m. (roughly, we’re not robots).

Does Paige Spiranac sing country roads at the bar? Email me at Zach.Dean@OutKick.com.

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Zach grew up in Florida, lives in Florida, and will never leave Florida ... for obvious reasons. He's a reigning fantasy football league champion, knows everything there is to know about NASCAR, and once passed out (briefly!) during a lap around Daytona. He swears they were going 200 mph even though they clearly were not.