Test ‘em all out (there’s a training area where you can sample each), see what piques your interest, and just have fun (the chars have difficulty ratings in their explanations, so starting with an easier one to get familiar with the maps, etc. is a good idea).

Well, and there’s a nuance to it, which Deadspin always ignores in its desperate need to histrionically clutch pearls every time there’s a brush-back pitch. In its simplest form, you can pimp what you did, you just can’t pimp *at* someone. David Ortiz is the best example - when was he last plunked for his…

Eh, I think there’s a fairly rich history around beaning showboats in baseball, not just a modern-era thing. Early baseball had some mean dudes.

Tracers?

And, frankly, just getting more dickish about your time. Games that move along and are fun and then BAM “astronomically amping the difficulty up, heh heh, this is going to take you hours to figure out” - nope. End of game, uninstall, move on to the next.

With Fruity Pebbles, eh? So..... basically.... YoCrunch With Fruity Pebbles, then?

Yah, but it hasn’t been too bad; I’ve only had that happen a couple of times (with the caveat that I don’t play the competitive mode). Honestly, I usually *hate* multiplayer games because of the 12-year-old-basement-dwelling-mic-screecher, but Overwatch I’ve kept playing for awhile because it’s a pretty chill crowd.

And tentacles.

Here, a “dick-state” headline, I’d imagine.

The game with Theismann’s leg shattering. *shudder*

Dunno. I’ll get back to you once Bennett starts tanking the team like he did in Seattle (albeit for different, more nefarious reasons).

Yep, John Lennon’s death.

Nobody wants to buy your Rae Carruth rookie card, bro.

I have Greek fans, 10 years ago. :)

Ha! Exactly my thought on the first viewing - “Where’s the catcher? Oh, there he is. Dogging it. Lol.”

1986 World Series, nothing else close.

“Palmar grasp reflex.”

Spoiler alert: I bet the poll included a lot of “Cherokees.”

Bingo - drag it out ‘til that scheduled day off.