"gheskc,"—@pgammo

Gilbert's letter was replaced on the website with a note that said "P.S. Jk, LeBron! Totes luv ya! Danny"

"Who is Fats Thomas? Somebody we need on the payroll, like, yesterday!"—Jim Irsay

"And we hope that bird's OK."

"Fuck this guy. Gotta be some octopus around here to eat."—the shark

"Ha. No, really. It's hilarious. Never heard that one before."—Belgians

You call it "panache", I call it "impertinence". But words are meaningless, so let's not quibble over such matters.

"Fuck you, asshole! Keep the ball! I NEED A BEER, DAMN YOU!"—Grabby Lady

Quite a long article about players adjusting themselves.......HEY-OH!

I'd be damned if I'd throw a Skor bar at them; those things are delicious. A bag or two worth of Werther's, though? Eh, sure...

Ah.....well, I mean, what can you say? Philosophically speaking, the man has a point.

Damn. When I was younger, I could rise and grind any damn time I wanted. Now that I've hit middle age, it's not nearly as easy. I hear it's just a matter of blood flow, but I'm worried that it might never get any better.....

(blows smoke rings) "I'm hip to it. I used to dance like that all the time when I was down there."—Jim Leyland

JESUS!! That's not a thumb! That's a fucking talon!

I noted that in a later reply. Hell, who knows??

Don Cherry, 21st century Canadian pimp!

"Yeah, but dudes today play with pants where you can't see the stockings! It's, like, a LOT cooler!"—fans with no sense of history

Springsteen is gifted; Chuck Berry is revolutionary

No, guys, I'm afraid you got it wrong—Walsh didn't recognize you because you're anonymous, unimportant, minor douchebags who aren't worth remembering, and your behavior pretty much proves that claim.

Perhaps he means something along the lines of "he could throw that football past an onrushing outside linebacker who was blitzing as part of a jailbreak, all out blitz!"? Not as catchy or lyrical, of course....