Well, I’m happy if you’re happy.
Well, I’m happy if you’re happy.
Right on. I guess we’re all doing it wrong over here. Still, saving time.
I never understood that broadcast unicorn in the first place.
Had a boss that sent his secretary out to the bank for cash, because he can’t be bothered with that shit. She came back with a bunch of fifties. He about had a heart attack looking at Grant’s face. Of course she had to go back to switch out the bills.
I think playing in Seattle really suppressed his offensive numbers in those middle years.
Which pretty much negates your entire comment that they should move the fans back so they can’t interfere, right? Put down the shovel, man.
Pretty much all of them? You stand up, like that guy, take zero to three steps, and you’re in the play, like that guy.