Maybe, I dunno, a sport in which the application of lethal force is not only allowed but how you win the event is a bad thing.

I was once in a public bathroom and as I’m washing my hands, a middle-aged guy in a wheelchair rolls in. He sees the handicapped stall occupied, along with all of the other stalls, and starts banging on the door, angrily screaming “Are you handicapped?! Are you handicapped?!” I remember thinking that the handicapped…

He thought it was a drive-in theater.

You’re an idiot.  

Waiter: Would you like some pepper, Mr. West?

The weird knee thing only happens in Joe Theismann mode.

yeah, like just turn around and race back =D

That’s 300 quarter miles, bro.

No way Joe Flacco would ever say anything that interesting. 

“They struggled to get 15k fans even in the late 90s when I still lived in the area...”

I mean, someone could write a book about this! Or even make a movie! 

Yeah but Oakland gets pinholed in that market because of territorial MLB television rights. You can call them part of the San Fran market, but it does them no good.

The Giants are a major market team without combining with the A’s. They have been in the top 5 payrolls in the majors for several years. They don’t need another team’s payroll to get there - if they combined with the A’s tiny payroll they’d be the most expensive team in the majors.

They’re not merely cheap, per se. Rather, they cynically extract every bit of surplus value of labor based on rules designed to exploit young productive talent, then when said young productive talent earn the right to fair wages instead of further investing on their own squad they shamelessly sell off any part that…

Oakland’s not a small market, they’re cheap.

His primary concern was always Dick Trickle.

Children’s Television Workshop mainstay Jim Thurman’s Michigan connection also explains why Mathman had a Wolverines helmet on all the time.

We all end in the Peckman

Old school.  That’s how a lot of guys did it when I would go to the bar with my dad when I was a kid.  I used to like it because the grains of salt would fizz in the beer on their way to the bottom of the glass.  My dad used to get pissed at me for putting salt in his beer when he wasn’t looking, though.

“The last hitter who hit .400 is dead and gone. There isn’t going to be another of those.”