Yep. Artichoke Pizza and Murray’s Bagels are probably the two things I miss most about living in Manhattan.

If I had to guess, I’d assume that the umpires have discretion to call time in the case of an injured player. Not calling time here probably gives the batter an extra base, so I’m okay with the call.

Nope, if you watch the replay, you can see the ump call time before picking the ball up. The play is dead at that point.

Are you refering to American Pickers? I love that show (always been into finding/re-selling antiques and junk), but when they come across a neat car, it seems like the owner never wants to sell. I think there was an episode where they managed to buy a couple BMW Isettas though.

Barring a significant, career-altering/ending injury, I’d be willing to bet that whatever Bryce Harper gets when he hits free agency will be worth it throughout the entire contract. Likely a very special case though.

Does “dog piss” fall under the general category of “piss” or does it get its own special ranking?

This isn’t at all a knock on you, but I’ve always wondered what makes people decide to take an incredibly shitty video of some event on their TV on their phone, and then post it to youtube like other people want to actually see that.

Vin Scully could just make up random names for everyone on the field and spend the whole game completely bullshitting, and I’d still prefer that to most commentators.

Ordering delivery ceviche sounds like a great way to rapidly lose weight. Just probably not in the way this article intended.

No true Scotsman, eh?

This, folks. THIS is a shining example of natural selection at work.

“Well...shit.”

Los Angeles.

I mean, public pools are disgusting enough with kids. I can’t fathom why anyone would go to one on their own.

Uh, no. Food poisoning can certainly be serious, but in no way does every case require hospitalization. It’s an incredibly broad term, just like “indigestion”, which generally doesn’t cause vomiting. You’re talking out of your ass.

I do a similar thing, but with salami in the toaster oven. It’s probably taking several years off of my life, but it’s worth it.

That second dude looks like Michael Cera if he ever hits puberty.

Hey, I still proudly wear my JP Losman jersey on Sundays...well, maybe “proudly” isn’t the right word here...

I believe the proper term here is “moose knuckles.”

Everyone keeps forgetting Lemmy and Glenn Frey on this list...