They aren’t even original in their failures.
Gotta win all the ones you can.
MLB could have avoided this last game tanking if they had just looked at a weather forecast.
You mistake Manfred for someone who plans ahead.
He merely tinkers, he doesn’t plan
I read that if they had moved the game to Monday last week, both were off, they could have gotten all 3 in last week. Pitiful lack of decision making
Decision what now?
-MLB
As I watched baseball being played in those other worlds today, which I normally choose not to do, I’ve determined that Tatis Huniör is a Douche of the most robust design. Fuck him and the Pads. This is only my opinion of course. I don’t care how great he might think he is, or might actually be. Fuck him in the eye with a
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His dad was a very good player. Two slams in one inning.
I will have to say…that Padres team is good. Really good. But they are monumental douchebags.
They are insufferable.
Twins GM is out:
Went home to Tucson this weekend for the UofA-TTU game and to see some old friends.
Because I drive the bus, I rarely get a chance to have overpriced airport beers. I decided to have a couple of overpriced airport beers in one of the airport bars at Tucson International waiting for my HS buddy who flies for United.
I noticed a dude across the bar wearing a Houston Oilers hat. We started chatting about the beloved Oilers, how bud adams may perpetually rot in hell, and then, of course, how it sucked the Astros lost to the Tigers.
The old ass lady next to me with her husband became incensed and started cussing under her breath about the Astros being “fucking cheaters”, “fuck them”, “always fucking cheaters”, blah, blah, blah. I caught it out of the corner of my ear and decided to swing for the fences and use my favorite line with my new Oilers friend from Houston across the way-
“Know what I love about being a Houston Astros fan, man?”
“What’s that?”
“Living rent free in so many people’s small minds.”
Said old lady was visibly livid, her husband told her to cool off, she went to the bathroom and then they left.
I overheard earlier they were hated dojers fans (bless their hearts) from SoCal, so it all made sense.
I also derived much joy in the fact I decided to use my rainbow guts Astros koozie at the bar for her to see.
So fun.
Let’s go Astros.
I don’t care if people love or hate the Astros. As long as they’re not indifferent. That would break my heart.
And how was that delicious looking glass of egg yolk?
I assumed it was a screwdriver
I’m stealing this.
Right – to mix metaphors, how many college football fans get all riled up about “Beat Baylor”? Meh. I’m fine with the Longhorns being the weekly target.
No one gives a shit about the Brewers. Or the Marlins. Or the Reds. Or the Rockies. Or hell, no one gives a shit about the Rangers. But people care about the Houston Astros. Passionately. That’s all that matters.
I know a guy is a friend (either college or HS) of Levine’s.
The guy I know is very nice so that was enough for me to sorta hope Levine did well.
Mark, Dragoon Brewing in Tucson.
So tasty.