(Oh, I know the 2nd’s reputation, but en banc’s are hard to begin with, and certain ones are even harder (my circuit’s never - as in “ever” - granted a full en banc). But here, me personally, I think he has a better shot at snagging an en banc review than cert. There’s really no reason for SCOTUS to take this one up,…

(And miss out on those sweet, sweet billable hours preparing an en banc petition? My circuit doesn’t give them out like candy, either, but hasn’t ever stopped folks from asking. Also, we’re not talking a throwaway inmate/med. indifference panel decision here - this is the kind of high-profile case that is pogie bait…

A lawyer would also point out that the next step would be to request an en banc hearing, which may get Brady another shot at winning.

Then skip this article, and get back to your latest Teen Pop! article about Bieber. Grown-ups are talking.

Hey, smart people with rulebooks handy - would this be a strike (as she went around and essentially hit it on a backswing), or no?

“No, shh, dammit, don’t say ‘tatanka,’ that’ll bring another asshole Earthling here with lawyers.”

Which is roughly the same amount of time Bryce Harper stands at home pimping a home run, because something something fun, bro.

Especially because Flacco had sharpied in “ELITE COOKIES” on the wafer package.

I second your preferred way.

Solid lists, +1.

No love for Tyrconnell? Pssh.

Agreed. Same issue with Glass and 3dTV - I ain’t strapping crap to my head (bitter 12 year-old me still sore about headgear for braces, I suppose). The similar ‘generational’ point, I think, is that this may have appeal in twitch and jump-scare genres (there was something recently that showed favored genres by age…

Nah, clearly he took the “line in him” out of his butt-cheeks a few years ago, so he’s decompressed to human-size now.

Lol. Yah, you’re right, no one can criticize King DudeBro ever. You changed my mind, I’ll start knob-gobbling him as hard as you do.

Wellll, I could actually go on at length about why I don’t like Harper (dog named “Swag,” “clown question, bro,” the idiotic eyeblack, the image fixation, the overreaction to his own numbers, the 3rd grade homeplate primadonna histrionics when he doesn’t get a call, etc. etc. etc.), and why I loved Paps going nutbar…

Well, and there’s a safety line with beanballs, and I suspect we’re at a tipping point where headhunters will be suspended into oblivion ... But, that being said, there’s really no way to ever regulate out hammering someone inside if you’re pissed, and, oops, too far inside, hit your leg.

Oh, I think it’s a matter of degrees with particular players, sure - but it’s more than a bit hyperbolic to say that the unwritten rules are *so* rigid that NO ONE can celebrate anything ever. Not true at all. Papi pimps *every* dinger with (mostly) impunity, pitchers can whoop and fist pump, guys with perfect steals…

Nah. It’s simple - you can pimp *generally*, not *at* someone. That’s all. That’s pretty much a good rule of thumb in all competitive activities.

Boise checking in - will settle for a Spin Doctors’ ode to the Wells Fargo Bank building.

In unsurprising news, no small number of these kids will eventually enroll at Brigham “Sucker Punch” Young University.