Of course, in that (purely hypothetical!) case, this performance would reveal our (purely hypothetical!) celebrity to be an extremely gross phony.

He could dip is toe into another sport, but the sole longs for Baseball...

He could be a heel about it and choose to not toe the line.

And with this new rule, his career will be taking a step back.

Well your wish has come true since Moonlight has been declared the actual winner! That was the most fun thing about the show.

Can I get an amen?

Photogs count as journalists right?

That’s just journalist Clark Kent. Is he some kind of hero? I’ve never thought his Planet stuff was particularly heroic, so unless he has some kind of secret identity that nobody has told me about, I don’t see what you are getting at.

It’s like the old adage: Everyone hates the U.S. Bowling Congress but votes to reëlect their own U.S. Bowling Congressman.

Well, That’s just like, your opinion man

“But he did, at least, manage to be one of the only examples we have of someone pulling off a gold chain while bowling.”

Fred McLeod is my spirit animal.

I hope they still make the playoffs.

Geez, does everything have to be about Love on Valentine’s day?

“I’m not your friend, Buddy!”

For a guy without a working finger, he seems easily triggered.

“Oh great so I gotta start off extra innings with some dude clogging up the base path in front of my hitters? Not on your life dude.” Dusty Baker

being able to hit from the logo is apparently a transgenerational thing.

Dude is wearing a blazer and tie and you’re giving him shit about form. I couldn’t even defend a three in a sport coat (cue Chris Farley music).

Seems like something an irrational person would say. I mean what nut job thinks Chicago deep dish is pizza is venerable. It’s about as pizza as olive garden is Italian food.