Slayer

Today I proudly wear number... in honor of Mr Hartung

"Number 42's been hitting well today, but number 42's been striking out lately, and number 42 is pitching decent, but this wind today could affect number 42's play in the outfield..."

Then we'll just find other reasons to hate each other

and while they are good managers, I do chuckle at the thought of Drinky vs. Smokey at this year's ASG

This decade saw Bob Brenly, Terry Francona and Ozzie Guillen all get rings, and Phil Garner had a shot at one

I'm miffed that the one inning where I go out to run errands is the one where the Reds got all their offense

what?

outsiiiiide nowwwwwwww

I can't wait to seeeeee what it's liiiiiike on the

Oh shit, I just now noticed my earlier gaffe

Frank Robinson Day is not the answer to everything

The Eagles are my least favorite classic rock radio staple band, bar none. Skynyrd pulls a close second

I'm glad, if only for the fact that it frees airtime for programming that can only go up from there

KOA½B

Just announced on the radio that the whole program has been canned

Wait, if KOAB's dad is still alive, wouldn't that make our beloved ellipses user "POAB"

If I had that kind of magic I wouldn't need to swim!

We needed an even number

Easily the worst episode of the new season, IMO I chuckled at all the stuff with the Mexicans, but the 300 parody just fell flat to me

The columns (and book based on said columns) were based on reader input, so really it's "Like Dave Barry readers are arbiters of taste"

I first became aware of the song's existence in a series of Dave Barry columns about the worst songs ever, but I didn't know what the song itself sounded like until I heard the version by (that guy Inc doesn't want mentioned in this thread)

Baby oil?! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! My my my my GOD!!! Hoyt, how could you?!

More bad news for Sunflower State basketball as Wichita State coach Mark Turgeon departs for Texas A&M

I didn't think much of it until I saw images from the press conference where they're all looking somber and/or about to cry... good god, if this is how you react every time someone throws a fifth-grade insult at you, you're in for a long life

Baby oil?! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!