I smell a memoir, but maybe that's just the British porn star's breath.

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Mets fans should thank god for Gary Cohen every single day.

If If Lebron resigns w/ the Cavs, he'll be proving my theory that all along he's just been trying to re-enact the plot from "Johnny Be Good": [bit.ly]

Woo hoo for Stu Woo!

So the magazine staff has access to a time machine?

You'd have a chip on your shoulder, too, if you had to go through your whole life with a banjo on your knee.

@I Like Cheap Beer: I'm someone who actually climbed Mount Washington, idiotically thinking it'd be a breeze (6,288 feet? P'shaw!). It was not. Unless you count the 80 MPH winds whipping around near the summit.

If Major League Baseball names this kid to the NL team, they should also consider all the write-in votes for Kelly Leak that I've been sending in for the past 30 years.

Mateen Cleaves and Jason Richardson were not available to offer the author's wholly-imagined comments.

I wonder how much Frank Cashen got paid to trade him (and Roger McDowell) for Juan Samuel?

Yeah, um, that's not Citi Field.

I believe the correct term is gaycon.

I smell a book deal. Or maybe that's just vaginosis.

Steve Somers is the Zodiac killer.

Who is the most pathetic ex-Phillie? Bankrupt Lenny Dykstra, batshit crazy Dutch Daulton, or anti-semitic Steve Carlton?

Only one thing I did wrong,

#13. Horse laxatives. A shit ton. Literally.

Maybe she committed suicide because bloggers kept referring to her, inexplicably, as "Henderson".