Let’s not be too hasty.

“Jordan woulda jogged over there and stolen the ball from Kyrie and put it on his shoulders.” - Every hack over 40

Reminds me of a Jim Rome interview with - I think - a jockey from at least a decade ago. Rome basically answered the question within the question and the guy decided not to take up the baton and play along. Complete paraphrasal/making-shit-up: “So tell us how bad the mud was that day and how your horse had eaten…

That story lost me when it became a flashback within a flashback.

the Jordan Bulls, the Showtime Lakers, some other great team I can put here so that I don’t have to mention the Celtics, etc. None of those teams ever went undefeated through the playoffs. 

Garage door Sad.

“Mister F!”

Hey now... she didn’t say to add two sticks of butter to it! :-D

“Ok so I hold the Donald’s pretend severed head on camera and the Donald is like ‘Hey stop doing that’ and I’m like, ‘Hello! It’s a free country.’ So then he goes ‘Okay Shmootsie’ and he starts pulling at my sweater right? He’s getting , you know, Hands Across America.”

I was gonna go with this, but equator is great too:

Like a guy who likes what he does. That’s cool.

Alien: Covfefe, the real prequel-sequel we’re waiting for.

They signed Pujols in order to finalize the multi-billion dollar Fox TV deal, but I agree with the Wilson & Hamilton takes (added a couple of others in my own comment downstream), and they were already overshadowing the Dodgers due to good marketing and actually having been more successful during that period of time. …

Ssshhh... he has dementia.

Maybe you do, either because you are a genuine Angels fan or you just really care about Albert Pujols. But I don’t think it’s unfair to say that Pujols’s march toward 600 has felt more like foot-dragging. Blame it on the fact that he plays his games out on the West Coast, or that he may be 79 years old, or that he…

Come on, people. Charlatan teed those balls up.

Yeah I fit that mold too when I’m on my game. So hopefully the restaurant is on its game, too, so my salad arrives before my meal, lest it become the forgotten step-child.

Definitely.

Acceptable quantity. Unless it’s the last of the tub you jerk.