Jesus Christ, Laura! The body isn’t even cold yet!

I guess you could say Indy's luck has........run out.

Dearest Mother,

Are you new here?

Man. He got hit in the head so repetitively his son went crazy.

“I mean, I’d never really considered it. What if I really am just a belly-itcher?”

Tired of all these primadonnas complaining about not getting to play with what they want. Well boohoo snowflake, there are millions of people who would gladly take your place and play for nothing. What happened to being a MAN and playing football in nothing but a leather shell? That’s real FOOTBALL. You go out there…

Imagine hating the Yankees so much you know how many times they have made the playoffs in the past 25 years.

Somebody should have informed them that

I’d prefer a where are they now segment on the boxers from Punch-Out.

Dibs on your liver.

How’d you get a picture of Kershaw through Vin Scully’s eyes?

This is the old man I strive to become.  Has empathy, but not without enjoying the absurdity of life. Also I would like to own a hat

The fact that someone hasn’t punched Danny Boy in the face by now seems like a miss. Like, if you’re near him, just punch him. Seems pretty straightforward.

So what if he tried to hit Hyde?  He’d have like an 81.7% chance of missing anyway.

Please tell me Jimmy Dolan was eating at Brother Jimmy’s.

Not sure if there's a Sox article coming so I'll just leave this here: The Boston Red Sox have by far the highest payroll in the majors and are a flaming pile of feces. To all the people in my childhood who whined and whined and WHINED about the Yankees buying championships, Fuck You. That is all. 

Oh sure it looks bad, but that's only because you put exactly what they said into print with the appropriate amount of context around it to get across exactly what they were trying to say!

What better way to stick it to the Yankees by not only refusing to send them Syndergaard because of...reasons...but also trading for one of the few viable options they had left?

Imagine gutting through the Jeffrey Loria years, but cutting ties when Jeter comes along.