What I hate are burger towers. You know, the kind where the party is more like a small meat loaf (cooked medium rare if you’re lucky), there’s way too much bread, and kebab skewers are required to hold the thing together.
What I hate are burger towers. You know, the kind where the party is more like a small meat loaf (cooked medium rare if you’re lucky), there’s way too much bread, and kebab skewers are required to hold the thing together.
I’ll buy it as it sits. If anyone sees that thing, send them my email.
Angry because Iowa State always stops the progress that Texas “deserves”
Never change, Austin
There was no reason for Rizzo to slide at all, other than taking out the catcher. It was a force play at home with a clear path to the plate. Sprint for it and run through the plate like a finishing line. If there is no explanation for a player’s behavior other than purposely initiating dangerous contact, punish him.
Yep. When Rizzo crossed the foul line, it became an illegal slide. *adjusts 2016 WS winners cap*
Yeah, punishing purposely sliding into another player—thereby endangering his health and/or career—doesn’t mean we’re turning baseball into a pussy sport. It means we’re protecting current players and teaching younger players to play the game in a cleaner, safer way. Old-school, dangerous unwritten “rules” are…
Rizzo
either[both] made a tough old-school playor[and] recklessly endangered an opponent’s safety.
Will Sam and Dean make an appearance?
Let’s say, hypothetically, I were to put the sugar in the tank of the sheriff’s car, and slash the deputy’s tires so they don’t get very far when they finally get the word that there’s a been a hold-up? Uh huh?
BABU!
Okay, sorry, I couldn’t find a better name for it. This little guy lives in the corner of my kitchen counter. It has the right number of plugs for us (we use 2 micro usb, 1 lightning, and one type C) in additional to the extra outlet we gain. Plus, the flat plug is nice and very clean looking. Need to get another one…
Okay, sorry, I couldn’t find a better name for it. This little guy lives in the corner of my kitchen counter. It has…