“And therefore never send to know for whom the taco bell tolls. It tolls for thee.”

It’s like something you’d see in Ripken’s Believe It Or Not.

In the movie, there’s an NPR radio show called Wait, Wait - Don’t Kill Me.

Everyone was a bit slow and awkward. It will take a few weeks to get Eagles fans into mid-season asshole form.

I sincerely Douthat he has ever had sex of any kind. 

I just thought it was because he had watched Tim Tebow to prepare for the role.

“Tell me how is the ball, just to know,”

No batter no batter no batter...

“You CANNOT be Kyrgios!”

That Deion looks like Jeff Goldblum.

Some people had only minor injuries, but one hour later, they started hurting all over again.

Up in the booth, John McEnroe shouted “You cannot be delirious!”

In baseball parlance, that is called a “Durocher.”

Hey, is that Frida’s kid?

If you look closely, you can see the ball peking out from behind the glove.

That’s not swearing - that’s just St. Louis Blue language.

At least he shows that he has some range when it comes to pissing people off.

“One small shit for Man...”

The bison was deliciously euthanized a few moments later.

You could hardly expect the general public to hold back the stampede of special interests.