A police report, released by Bowling Green police...

This is a really nice tribute to Osborne, I hope his loved ones see it. I love TCM, especially the old Astaire dance musicals. I watched the most strangely acted movie “The Song of Bernadette” about a Catholic saint not to long ago. It was mesmerizing in its weirdness.

Very awesome. And props to the editor for finding a moment to squeeze in a clip of PK scoring on the Preds in between 90 seconds of him terrorizing the Bruins.

Tomsula hack: Phones can now be used as cameras. Just point your phone at the screen and tap the shutter button once your picture comes up on the overhead preview screen.

Plot twist: That’s not his kid.

The two Dolphins fans behind him are laughing at his plight. Laughing right up until the moment Stephen Ross overpays him on a ten-year fully guaranteed contract.

You celebrate him, but the one time I found release at Disney World, I ended up on a freakin’ registry.

My man in the lower left looks like he wants to party.

If you intended to convince the readers of your comment of why listening to sports talk radio is cancerous, I don’t think you could have done a better job.

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And he would have pitched more if it weren’t for that corny uniform.

[David Price meets with Dr. Andrews at the combine]

This game had:

And then here in St. Louis...

Tom Vinegar and Pepper Hamilton in one story. I relish a delicious name.

Think of how great it would be if sports teams had to take on the function of their name. Texas Rangers, Minnesota Vikings, Seattle Mariners...

this is pretty much a lawyer’s job... on the list of people to be angry at in rape trials, defense attorneys should probably be low on the list.

“Hey maybe you haven’t been keepin’ up on current events but we JUST GOT OUR ASSES KICKED PAL!”

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