Maybe we’ll see a new Andy Murray, one knowing he’s with house money and anything he wins is a bonus. He’ll smile and enjoy playing and we’ll never see him scowling or talking to himself again.
Maybe we’ll see a new Andy Murray, one knowing he’s with house money and anything he wins is a bonus. He’ll smile and enjoy playing and we’ll never see him scowling or talking to himself again.
“A stitch in time is a penny earned” - Yogi Berra, probably
Matthijs de Ligt got pantsed by Bulgaria in his first game with Netherlands. He turned out alright.
You were so close.
+1 bouzouki
When I went to college in York, PA my friends landlord was the bassists dad.
Yeah, but it’s really going to fuck up his social credit score. Which is a real thing, frighteningly enough.
Davis Cup crowds can get pretty raucous. Not Ultras-level crazy, but they make US Open crowds watching Medvedev look sedate.
It’s basically saying it’s impossible to do everything, so why do anything, which is the same kind of argument made by people who don’t wan’t to address the issue, whether because they don’t believe it is happening or because they benefit from the status quo.
Damn, give the guy some credit. He “willingly” accepts the decision to fire him. Resistance would be futile.
+1 monkeys typing Shakespeare
So you’re saying we should put nets in kitchens?
Oh, and toddlers should never be at games. Those people are the scum of the earth.
I deserve to be in the grays. You, sir or madam, most assuredly do not.
I was explaining the infield fly rule to my husband for the 1000th time.
How am I supposed to post pictures on Instagram of my baby at baseball game if I don’t take my baby to a baseball game? Have some consideration, you monster.
*I’m a humanities major that hasn’t taken a stats class in (checks calendar) almost 20 years
This is why people have less time to react to foul balls.
Unfortunately, solar flares caused those contaminated footballs to spontaneously explode, exposing McGruder to life-threatening levels of LSD. The fact that it’s impossible to OD on LSD was of no consolation to McGruder, who spent the rest of his days mumbling furiously to himself while scratching the spiders crawling…
Yeah, but could Hollywood Henderson spell cocaine?