It's OK, you can say it.

Oh man. +1

That has nothing to do with whether MLB has a good labor system. A good labor system is one in which workers are not arbitrarily restricted from being paid full value for their labor. Since MLB has no salary cap (the salary cap being the ultimate arbitrary restrictor of compensation), it's by far the best labor…

That's an opinion to which you're entitled. I'd respectfully suggest that the head of a labor union has an ever-so-slightly greater obligation to labor rights and the interests of his union than to whether successfully advocating on their behalf might impact the way some fans feel about having to learn some new names…

I like to think that, at the end, there was a brilliant white light, an angelic choir, and then a beaming David Niven with a warm hug, welcoming his mustache into the afterlife.

[snort]

I tried to describe to somebody once McCarthy's peculiar and miraculous ability to write about such dark, horrible, depressing stuff, and to make the act of reading it not only non-depressing, but exhilarating. (When I tried to give some examples, he looked at me like I was pooping into my hands.) He does things…

I sat very still, staring forward, with my silly glowing e-reader dormant in my lap, for a very long time after finishing Child of God. I'm still not sure at all how to describe my feelings about that book. The, uh, incest and necrophilia were depicted very, uh, artfully? I feel like I know so much more than I used…

Not to be a totally predictable asshole, but any of Cormac McCarthy's novels you haven't already read would be good choices. I just finished reading my way through his entire, uh, catalog or whatever (which is why I've mentioned him pretty much any time anybody's brought up books in DUAN in the past six months), and…

This is terrific, buddy. +1

Andre Berto's eyes are fucking horrifying. Horrifying. I can't even look at him.

Side note: Can you imagine being in the shape Andre Berto's in right now, your face all completely fucked up, your brains battered, certainly punch drunk, and probably deathly exhausted... and then going back to a hotel and trying to get some sleep? That's got to be just an incredibly miserable experience.

Yeah, that was a shame to see. I'm not gonna blame Guerrero too much, since he's probably barely conscious, but it's disgraceful for the referee to allow that to happen. Marred the end of what was a pretty admirable performance by Guerrero, and a heckuva dramatic fight.

Both of the fighters look like The Walking Dead extras. But this ref is gonna make damn sure of a decision, because he's not gonna let 'em exchange.

Guerrero's protecting his eye... by punching! He's been pretty awesome while we've been mourning Berto.

I don't know. He's done just enough to make Guerrero look like he's earned a big win. That's a really sad, disappointing fate for a guy who used to seem so full of promise.

Jim Lampley: "I made a funny! HRUH HRUH HRUH HRUH."

He's almost ready to go. Guerrero's gonna try to end it in the 8th.

He's so tactically slow, though. It's not fair to compare him to Floyd Mayweather, but I'm gonna do it, just to illustrate my point: Floyd wouldn't have to eat six straight uppercuts before he figured out that his opponent was starting to throw uppercuts.

OK, and also, give Berto some credit for fighting back into this thing. As Kellerman pointed out, though, Guerrero's got quite a chin on him.