Let’s clarify these comments before things get any more contentious.
Let’s clarify these comments before things get any more contentious.
This raises the obvious question: would Portnoy have sex with Harvey Weinstein if it meant more page views for Barstool?
I work at a shelter and was working during the game, so I had to listen on the radio. A client walked in the office during this at bat, when the count was 3-2. “Perfect timing” I thought. I cheated a bit during our conversation and peaked at my phone on the At Bat app. I saw the count was still 3-2 and figured the app…
As any foot fetishist will tell you, it ends with good footwork.
I looked up cockfingering and now I want to die.
We don’t need such callus shaming, thank you very much.
I feel like a Chappaquiddick joke would’ve had more potential.
Like search-and-rescue teams.
Thanks for mansplaining the definition of mansplaining for us.
So here’s what I’ve gathered:
Alex Cora would be a great option. I remember in the early 2000s Vin Scully would frequently mention how Cora was one of the most intelligent ballplayers he’d seen, said he would surely be a manager one day. As a Dodger fan, I’m happy with Dave Roberts but a little jealous someone else will get Cora.
“Every team is bad.”
I can only speak toward my own viewing habits but for me it’s because most college games are at more convenient times. Most games I want to see start in the afternoon and are over at a reasonable hour. The prime time games are too long, but they’re also on a Saturday night. And it’s only once a week.
Ok, thanks. /thread
lol “being a hater”
All I’ve done is point out how I find something you participate in to be stupid. You could just accept that people have opinions that differ from yours. Instead you’ve invited other to “blow” you, and called them bitchy, whiny, petty, and pathetic.
I’m sorry I hurt your feelings.
Sorry I called your inane egotistical practice inane and egotistical. A bit bitchy you’d get bent out of shape about that.
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The anthem is about all of us, it’s not a chance to make a sad cheer for your crappy team.