Nigga, you made me remember Motorhead and thus I will take this opportunity to remind everyone that Motorhead was a great band that had a large influence on the entire scene from which Metallica grew.

I just never got out to the Death, Napalm Death, Morbid Angel end of things. I guess that's analogous to the fact that I also never drifted into hard drugs. Stuck with the weed and occastional blow-fest, occasional shroomage, never the meth or the smack or the oxy. Also never got into the fetishes, sexual…

I'm such a hopeless old pussy, I know that everything Z said is factually true but they meant too much to me for all of the "bad years" to cause any damage. I was 15 in 1986 and had been on the Metallica bandwagon since my friends older brother brought an original Kill Em All from Los Angeles after a vacation in…

THey all owe it to Frank Zappa. Don't forget who the Godfather of all this was. The music that I love comes from Zappa with a big drift of Sabbath thrown in. Hammet is a wonderful person, character of metal, certainly not in the pantheon of pure musicianship greats but one of all of our favorites.

Why don't you lick my boom-boom down.

No doubt. If you're into that era, then be excited for this. Slumdog might have been the nicest overall achievement in film this year and likely will bear out the Best Pic win as the years go by. But for me personally Frost/Nixon was the most riveting. Langella IS the Dick. SO good. Penn must have walked on…

…a chicky boom-boom down!

OK, my morning is now officially filled with lightness and joy.

I keep seeing those ads for the website content but haven't remembered to go. Is this worthwhile?

I was actually just happy to hear that it was weed Jesse was smoking, I kind of assumed it was meth. I might be exposing some ignorance, though - do meth users ever smoke with a bong? Does that even make sense?

Does anybody else smell SPINOFF??? "Breaking BADGER?" Oh, IO smellza hellzayellza.

Pilgrim, don't forget that the arbor vitaes that are your own eyebrows once dominated the postage-stamp-sized canvas that is your AVC avatar. Now, I know that this does qualify you on the topic of heavy eyebrows, but this casting of aspersions toward Mr. Efron, well, that's simply disingenuous. Yours could handle…

Rockford, yeah, holy shit, my wife bought a freaking box of "Almond Creme" scented dryer sheets. People, I want to smell clean. Not delicious to yuppie/hipster coffee drinkers.

Okay, okay, Will You Marry Me, I'll fucking marry you. I'm already married, though. Want to be a third? Want to go on an amazing adventure with ol' Choco?

Say what you will but his head does have obvious tool utitlity. I'm thinking industrial abrading and cleaning.

Pfff - yeah. This reply is SO sarcastic.

Important in this discussion to distinguish between the contemporary athlete and the athlete of Bouton's era. Today, a plurality, if not the majority, of professional athletes are cultivated from a larger range of diffrerent eco-social "nurseries," so to speak. Guys back then were mostly all white, all American,…

Like Nathan says in the article, you just KNOW Bouton was pulling punches. That, or he was too distant from the players to really have seen enough of the worst of the worst of them. When you take a large enough sample of people over a long enough time and treat them collectively as professional athletes are treated,…

Hank Aaron swatted that homer within minutes of my head crowning out of my mother's cooch. Hand to God.

The low comment totals prediction failed. You underestimated the impact of writing about something as culturally interesting as this book. The fact that this really advanced, sophisticated piece of writing came out of the mind of a pitcher, and not just any pitcher but a great one for the Yankees that was spurned,…