Exactly. I think back to Matt Williams pulling Jordan Zimmerman last year in the ninth inning of Game 2 of the NLCS. Zimmerman walked Joe Panik with two outs in the ninth, and so Williams, not wanting to put his pitcher in the stretch, takes him out and puts their closer Drew Storen in. Sandoval drives in Panik to tie…

The flyover-country persecution complex can weather all storms, positive or negative. Kansas City will soon drift back into its safe cultural obscurity as the home of the nation’s fourth or fifth best regional barbecue tradition.

At one point during the eighth inning, Harold Reynolds started musing stupidly about how comparable Harvey’s performance was in this game to Madison Bumgarner’s during the postseason last year, as though Harvey’s quality pitching over 102 throws compares to continual dominance stretched over seven plate appearances,…

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again:

You can make the case for 2014, where Griffin and Paul finished 3rd and 7th in the voting. Probably split each other’s votes, to an extent.

Except that the guy who beat him for MVP that year was the the star of the team that did win in that first-round, with monster performances in the 2nd, 4th and 6th games of that series.

On a rooftop in Gotham City in the video game Batman Arkham Knight, I had to beat up six ninjas without getting hit. It took me 46 attempts, one after the other, during one frustrating hour.

In all of professional sports, there is no team name less encouraging, less interesting, and less inspiring than “Sporting Kansas City.”

For what it’s worth, “Star Wars” has a touch more cultural cachet than “Suicide Squad.” As much as the geeks have taken over, the average American filmgoer will have to be reminded a dozen times before the film’s release if they’re going to see it.

It could be the sound mixing, of course, but I’ve never heard a “louder” game on television that wasn’t at CenturyLink Field or Oracle Arena.

On the one hand, fuck these people.

Cancer is such a weird, terrifying disease. Flip Saunders died within two months of being diagnosed. My best friend (half his age, granted) has been battling cancer for nine years. Scary and disheartening.

I dread an entire generation’s worth of teenagers weaned on Tumblr and Tim and Eric entering the world of professional comedy.

Plymouth is better than most of these.

The Cubs experimented with putting Kris Bryant in left field a few times this season before calling up Schwarber.

I’m thoroughly against the Internet as Two Minute Hate Machine, but I think I can make an exception to band together, track down this little shit, and give him the swirlie of a lifetime.

Horrifying. Absolutely horrifying.

I dunno man this is kinda the most boring, least eventful Strikezone plot I’ve ever seen.

I know he’s not really running for president, but the correct answer is Bobby Jindal.