That 911 was Michael Bay’s car.

Pumped for this.

“The show’s most frequent listener these days might in fact be Ray himself. He said he still listens to the show “all the time,” mostly to hear his brother’s voice and remind himself about times they had together. To remind himself of the jokes they shared. To remind himself of the good times.”

Thanks Erik, I didn’t…

I never really “got” Car Talk as a kid, much to the surprise of the adults in my life. I was a little car nut from Massachusetts, after all. And my dad loved it. But this story closes a lot of loops for me.

Cool, they have something in common with my grandmother’s former neighbor then too.

Forget it Jake, it’s Lincolntown.

Because, I’m told, he is good at carrying a football.

Sometimes it’s hard to be outraged when things are worded correctly.

Well, buddy, if that’s what he’s literally charged with then it’s a pretty accurate way to describe it.

So he may or may not be charged, but he admits being involved in this? Why is this colostomy bag still on the team? And on campus? 

College Gameday Hedged Maurice Washington’s Child Porn Charges As

He speaks of the pompatus of sexual assault... 

[Extremely Steve Miller Voice]♫ Some people callllll him prisoner number 456-895 ♫

I honestly thought I had commented on this post earlier somehow while I read your comment.

Mine is similar, awful at baseball, batted last, coach told me to lean into pitches, etc. Over the season I grew pretty good at leaning into pitches to where I was on-base pretty often. One of these times the kid at the top of…

When I was 12 I was the regular SS on my little league team. We were winning the league by plenty, and the coach wanted to get a kid some time at short for next season, so he stuck me in center field. First pitch of the game, so early my mom hadn’t gotten to the field yet, comes into right-center. I get over, camp…

Scored on the wrong basket.

The first time I ever got drunk was with some guys on my junior high hockey team the night before a game. Being the sophisticates we were we got just destroyed on Gin + Orange Juice and shots of Ouzo. Why we thought this would be a good idea the night before a 7 AM game would be anyone’s guess but I figured I would be…

Little League. 12 years old, I lace what I am SURE is a line drive foul ball down the third base line. I shake my head, don’t even really leave the area around home plate, walk around, gather myself and go to step into the batter’s box for the next pitch.

When I was 4, I peed my pants during a T-Ball game because I was sure my cup would hold it in. Wouldn’t have been such a big deal had it not been before the game had even started and I wasn’t standing next to the park bathrooms. The cup had holes in it too... Things haven’t gotten much better since then

7th grade basketball. A few seconds left, we are up by one or two. Our ball out of bounds. During timeout, coach tells us all we have to do is get the ball inbounds and don’t travel. The ball is inbounded to me, and I grasp it firmly.