Frustrated with the poor quality of lists the websites writers have produced as of late, BleacherReport.com editor Eric Briggs threatened Monday to force the staff to rank things all fucking night if he had to. What do you fucking think this is? Its Bleacher Report. Pick any fucking sports shit and rank it, said Briggs, before angrily slamming shut the laptop of a young writer he found working on a 4,000-word feature on the legacy of racial prejudice in tennis. I dont give a shit if youre tired. Rank the goddamn top 10 fingers on Tom Bradys hands if you have to. Just shit something out, and people will click through it. Briggs added that if he did not have 400 new lists ready to put up on the website the next morning, the staff could say goodbye to their cushy-ass $5-a-post jobs. 