Rough morning here for Italians.
Rough morning here for Italians.
Am I the only one who read this as “Hey, at least 16 fans were maimed by foul balls this year,” instead of “At least 16 fans, and possibly more, were maimed by foul balls this year”?
BREAKING: No News!
Yeah. You can get wifely disappointment at home.
Everyone makes “Burfict” puns, but I’m going the other way, and will say that after this bullshit hit, Jack Doyle was Vontazed and confused.
I guess if I were married to Chris Mortensen my default expression would be “mug shot” as well.
0-0, preferably.
Just add some vinegar, and they could be pretty scrappy.
Anaheim just curb-stomped Brad Ausmus to bring Maddon back into the fold, so they better find someone else.
He’ll have plenty of bullshit excuses (opening days and championship team anniversaries) for everyone to get together.
And Bill O’Brien would be a better pundit.
Is it, though?
I’m offended by the implication that there are meaningful Jets games.
This meme has a long way to go before it reaches Butt-Fumble status.
Someone write a song called The Ballad of Gardner Minshew
That “on the phone” picture of Spleen Darnold being used in the video is hilarious.
America: Where the dumbest fucking people you know have the most responsibility.
Well at least he’ll get a decent settlement after he files the lawsuit.
Trump should’ve been busted for gaslighting the IRS years ago.