Well apparently he hangs out in Hipster Coffee Shops a lot, so you could start there...

Cool as a Communist Cucumber. 

This video reaffirms my assertion that Christian rock is indistinguishable from a parody of Christian rock.

This is one of the great albums of all time. Made me call the DJ at KALX the first time I heard it. I was so excited I think I frightened him a bit.

Yeah he was too good for the brain trust in SF. Hyde ended up being a dud and McKinnon lasted 2 nanoseconds before going on IR. It was always fun watching him play and hearing the announcers wax on about “the patience of Frank Gore...”

Hey raise your hand if you missed the joke!

OK until now I never knew Dravecky was a Padre before he was a Giant. 

Ryan’s wife laughing at his misery is the best thing this year. 

You’re not far off. When there is a great play and the place explodes, there is almost nothing better. But you get maybe 2 of those in a 3 hour game, most of which is watching everyone stand around for the TV commercials

Correct. Knowing the reactions Puig has when playing the Giants, they would be stupid not to try to rile him up every time he come to bat. I believe the term the old-timers used was “Mental Midget”

It’s always awkward when someone doesn’t get the joke. 

I always thought Metropolis=NYC and Gotham=Chicago. Couldn't tell you why, though. 

How is there not NFL theme music to this yet?

#1 I’ve been screaming for years. Luckily the most of the tap rooms in my area do offer a variety. I still almost cry with joy when I see an English Pale, Bitter or Mild on the menu. 

BUT DOES HE STAND FOR THE FLAG????

The real lesson here, as always, is “Don’t Tweet. Ever.”

Don’t know if they bottle or distribute it, but I had one the best Wits of my life (Wit in the Woods) over at Almanac taproom in SF. Coronado has Orange Ave Wit a pretty good wit that is a little on the sweeter side, probably not as good as the Allagash. Great White from Lost Coast is also good, and generally…

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I heard “Laurel”

I was 11 years old when I saw this play at my Dad’s house. We had been following the Niners all season, my first real season as a football fan. I actually met Dwight once in a luxury suite at the ‘stick during the Singletary era. He was drunk on stadium beer and the nicest guy you could ever meet. It’s not the norm,…