NYT Connections June 21

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Looking for the fix? Today’s puzzle. It’s June 21, number 1106. The New York Times drops another brain tickle. This one’s got some nice layers. The blue group stands out, honestly. Or maybe you’re still stuck on the purple ones. We’ll get to that.

There’s a bot now, too, for Connections, just like the Wordle one. Use it. Get that numeric score. Let the machine analyze your play style. If you’re logged into Times Games, you can watch your stats roll in—win rates, streaks, that one time you nailed it on the first try. It’s all data now. You can’t unsee the numbers.

Read more: How to Actually Win at Connections

Hints First

We start easy. We end weird. That’s the drill.

The Yellow hint: Think Seattle. Specifically, what the weather does there.
The Green hint: How to knock someone flat.
The Blue hint: Seinfeld and Cheers have company here.
The Purple hint: Insults, but hidden inside longer words.

The Answers

Ready to stop guessing? Here is what the puzzle actually wanted.

Yellow : It’s about precipitation. You’re looking at drizzle, rain, showers, and sprinkles. Straightforward stuff. Easy points.

Green : The theme is to “bowls over” someone. The answers? Floors, rocks, stuns, surprises. Synonyms for wrecking someone’s composure, essentially.

Blue : NBC sitcoms, specifically older ones. Community, Friends, Scrubs, and Wings. No Modern Family allowed this round.

Purple : The hardest ones. These start with types of insults. Barbados starts with barb. Diggity has a dig. Dissect holds a dis. Slapdash kicks off with a slap. Clever. Annoyingly clever.

The Hardest Ones Yet

Want to suffer intentionally? Here are some of the most brutal puzzles so far. They might help you spot the tricks later, or they’ll just make you rage-quit.

Pattern recognition isn’t magic, just memory.

Do you feel smarter already? Or just ready for tomorrow’s puzzle to drop?

The bot awaits your score. Whether you cracked the code in one go or fumbled the Barbados clue, the data doesn’t care. You played. You got the number. Maybe the streak lives, maybe it dies. There is always tomorrow after all.