In just five seasons as a starting quarterback in the NFL, Patrick Mahomes already has redefined the position. He's led the Kansas City Chiefs to five consecutive AFC Championship Games, three Super Bowl appearances, and two Super Bowl victories. His career passer rating of 105.7 is the best in NFL history. He's been named the league's Most Valuable Player twice. But it is his wondrous style—the sidearm throws, the no-look passes, the improvisation he displays whenever he appears to be in trouble—that leaves even many of the game's legendary players breathless. "I think a big part of it was that playing quarterback felt creative to me," says Mahomes. "I loved that creativity, making things happen." |
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Next purchase: Harley Davidson. Okay, Mom, maybe a Vespa. |
| Blade, Count Orlok, Dracula, Lestat, and yes, even Edward—they're all here. |
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There are now nine candidates for Speaker of the House of Representatives. There would have been more, but several found solace and wisdom in prayer, and they discovered they didn't have one. I don't know why anyone wants the job since nobody can get the job. Nevertheless, the week began as a free-for-all among blindfolded men. |
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The golden age of streaming services is over. It's time to return. |
| To kick off Esquire's Vampire Week, let us show you how to live like the big, hairy, What We Do in the Shadows standout. |
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A confession: When I turned 40 last year, I felt insecure about how I looked: my clothes, my hair, my skin. I wasn't concerned about looking old—okay, maybe a little—but instead looking complacent. Like I stopped caring (even though, paradoxically, I try very hard to look like I don't care, even though I care very much). I didn't buy a closet full of new clothes, change my hair, or alter my skincare routine. I sought inspiration. I created a moodboard of famous people when they turned the big four-o. I wanted to see how they dressed and looked. I started sharing the moodboard with friends staring down 40, and then decided, what the hell, why not share it with Esquire readers. Here it is: an incomplete collection of notable men at the precise age of forty. I hope you enjoy it, whatever age you might be. |
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