A sparkling example of “the best fans in baseball.”

Makes sense, historically. Series kept adding games for some time. But nope, MLB decided more wild card games were the answer (which is good, but improvements can still be made).

Psst - most of us feel sorry for the poor guy too.

This has been the best season of my life while rooting for the Cubs. I don’t even care if we blow it in the playoffs at this point because it’s been so damn fun this whole time.

It’s just going to be a giant scrolling page filled with “Hahahahaha...” and so on, until the last line, which just says “No.”

They’re honorary (because fuck Bud Selig), and I agree with the ranking of them above the Cards.

If my Cubs get knocked out (which, let’s be honest, if history continues to do what it do, they will), then I’m all aboard the Mets train.

Time to make another altar... (This one was from spring this year.)

Blessed Ann, I miss her daily. (And I thank my lucky stars that my own public school sex ed occurred here in Texas when she was in office - I at least got some decent info other than “don’t do it!”)

I want to see it, but it comes out the same day as Star Wars. I promise that if the new SW movie is good/great, my geekiness will not allow me to be in the mood to watch much of anything else at that time.

I don’t know if things have changed since I babysat back in the ‘90s, but all the adults usually did the whole “eat whatever you like if you get hungry” thing. I usually munched on whatever caught my eye, and in return for their kindness & trust, I’d be sure to straighten up the living area & clean up the kitchen sink…

I can’t escape it. Ads for both companies are *everywhere* as of late. My MLB audio feeds, every goddamned football game (pro & college), even my movie-nerds-who-know-nothing-about-sports podcasts! Just... STOP. Draw Play understands:

Dude, both our teams played like ass last night, and the homeplate ump alone had the wonkiest strike zone I’ve seen in some time. Don’t fuckin’ worry, you’ll win today, we’ll leave this series even, you lot will probably do better next week in Wrigley, and we’ll be right back where we started, with everything heading…

Holy crap, that sounds nuts. My neighbors bump some bass a little too loud from time to time, but we all smile & wave & don’t do much else as far as interaction goes (as we’re not all totally certain we speak the same language anyways).

Agreed on the “you have to hate the cheating winners” part. Hell, I’m just going to start referring to the Patriots as Cobra Kai. They are that bad guy jock from every ‘80s teen movie at this point, winning, but doing it by being cheating bastards. I can just picture every one of them with a stylish ‘80s Douche…

I’d nearly forgotten about that “good” ol’ Useless Trinity cheap shot.

Yeah, on the rare occasion I’m at lunch with folks who turn out to be campers (for whatever reason, religious, movie-debating, or otherwise), I tend to at least double-up my tip to compensate.

I miss Toby’s “Shoulda Been A Cowboy” through “Double-Wide Paradise” oeuvre. I nearly never hear that Toby on local country stations anymore (unless they’re doing a ‘90s throwback hour or something).

Unimpressive? That album was phenomenal, and I dare anyone who has lost a loved one & had to organize the life left behind afterward to listen to “Silent House” and not get misty-eyed. Hell, just thinking about it now, mere months after my most beloved grandpa’s passing, is making me tear up, and I’ve not heard the…

Duh, you’d look like a total Betty in that kind of skirt.