Only 170 fans had the privilege of seeing this minute live, but thank god at least one of them had the awareness to film it.

I’ve actually fallen down the Bubonic Plague YouTube video rabbit hole of late. You think times are shitty right now, you’ve clearly never bled from your armpits, friends. It’s oddly comforting.

trouble began when Barnes had an argument with another patron at the U.K. pub

Somewhere, Hope Solo read this, said “Hold my beer,” and beat up a family member.

Mondesi did appeal the decision, but the first base umpire was having none of that shit.

Causing me to take sides with John Lackey is really not helping your shitty ump situation, MLB.

It is quite a feat that “Illini Athletics” managed to be equally offensive to Native American people and the concept of competent athletic competition.

“This is fine.”

Dave Martinez, a journeyman outfielder in the late 80s-90s (and apparently now a bench coach). Why did I love him? Because I thought he looked really tough in a baseball card I had from his time with the Cubs. Oh, the eye-black and awesome hair!

Jose Cardenal. Wasn’t great at anything, but he was #1 on the Cubs and boy did he have a great head of hair. I still have a pennant he signed when I was little, and got to shake his hand when he was the 3rd base coach of the Yankees 25 years after he quit playing.

IF? IF? You must not have watched much Javy Baez because there is never a question of IF he swings at pitches five feet out of the zone. It’s more like the question of if/when he throws his spine out of his asshole swinging at those pitches.

As someone who scorekeeps at games, this would crush my soul.

You’re completely correct, but it’s supposed to go like this, when you’re a Jet...

Side note, that will never not be awesome to watch.

Got shot down by a Maverick? Looks like McConnell was in the danger zone.

He did a particularly excellent job of selecting the game’s best names in a beautiful act of public service today:

“Bullshit he can’t throw to first.”

Nah, I was a catcher, some pitchers make it impossible. I had a hose. Ask your sis.

His complaint remind me of the old saying: “If you meet one asshole in a day, you met an asshole; if everyone you met that day is an asshole, maybe you’re the asshole.”

This may sound terrible, but it isn’t unprecedented. In 2014, former Mariners catcher Jesus Montero was a perfect 31-for-31 at Baskin-Robbins.