“It’s like he and John Wall went to the same school of discipline.”

I once knew a guy in college named Brent. He was an outright sh*bag. He went through some crisis during our time there and ended up legally changing his name to Grayson. Hence, I’ve never met a “Grayson” who was’t a sh*bag.

Who’s “Massage Room”?

It’s not that the Pirates “couldn’t find a taker” for Cutch, it’s that they were fairly unreasonable about it.

Okay. Thanks. Cool.

“Hey CK, great pitching last night. The curve was really working. Now, what did you say was the most disrespectful thing you’ve been a part of in a game?”

Your ability to proof read must have died as well. Of course, I shouldn’t make fun of a recent graduate -

“I was still taken #1 overall and he was elected President. We good?”

It’s not cheating until you get caught. Well, buddy, you got caught. I wonder if Cutch wants out of Pittsburgh given the way the organization has treated him at the expense of someone who was cheating.

Is it safe to assume that the snake had one last jump? That car/videographer trailing behind must have run it over (?)

The background guy in the glasses at the very end - That’s exactly how I act when I finally find Waldo.

Or mentally ill. I used to work with someone who had a condition called polydipsia. Usually associated with people with diabetes, his urges were present sans the disease and he would drink until his body would go into seizure from lack of sodium/potassium balance. We would have to monitor his showers because he…

Lance was’t really open. He was just blowing hot air.

The current Lakers play-by-play announcer, John Ireland, related a story on 710ESPN about Melo’s on-court chucking tendencies as told to him by Mike D’Antoni. When Linsanity was at it’s height and Carmelo was being re-integrated back into the offense following some games on the injured list, Lin became frustrated…

Is this really any surprise? This is karma points for helping (shepherding) the son of Jesus through the deserts of hitting.

I always saw him as a skinnier Sagat, but without the eye patch. Anyways, my money’s pseudo Sagat in this case.

I still have a favorite box of sports cards at my parent’s house. I remember many a saturday riding my bike down to the card shop to buy packets of Stadium Club, Upper Deck, Leaf and the like. Today that box is probably worth close to nothing, especially without the cards being professionally graded which is another…