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...fails to use the backboard as he misfires on the bunny...

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The one stadium where the wave won't be welcome will be at this year's Nippon Professional Baseball All-Star game.

John Popper's disappointed he has to wait until June 8 to play at Nationals park. He'd love a couple hundred pounds of softened up batter.

She just misheard him when he said he had seen enough of a tired and swollen Arreola.

Get Barker

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It's about a three-hour drive to Palmdale. With gas prices (and traffic delays!) what they are he'll probably still want to use a cell phone to call his family and friends in the Antelope Valley.

His math teacher also thought, "I'm not sure why, but I always assumed he was a good listener."

Peak lapels on a single-breasted suit scream "power!"...except when they are all shriveled up like DeMaurice Smith's. Combine that with the "it's not really there" pocket square and he might as well have worn a teeny-tiny neon-colored codpiece.

I do miss the shoe reviews. They had some bite.

My two cents -

How soon is soon? Make sure it is thoroughly defrosted so the center cavity gets cooked. Before placing in the oven, poke the skin to let the juice run out. The grease will smoke if you roast at too high a temperature. Make sure you have plenty of room in your roasting pan for the grease. It is done…

Send your questions to Albert with the subject "Feedbag," and you will get answers.

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John Isner's masseuse has not aged well.

Deadspin ruined A.J.

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You bring up a good point, and it probably explains my reaction to reading this article. In fact, I went so far as to switch my dinner to pork. Here's the recipe:

Not to mention the conspiracy to mangle my comment, my link within the comment, the text that was supposed to be highlighted by the link but ended up getting deleted, and the message I was trying to convey about the real threat to humanity illustrated by this article.