Poor guy didn't notice 'Babe Ruth' was autocorrected from 'Bill Cosby'. I noticed just now when mine autocorrected to 'Babe Arithmetic'. Having settled that, I cannot account for designating Cleveland Indians fandom as the basis for rejecting Cosby, so I shall now stop thinking about it.

BTW, World, there was an NBA-family wedding tonight. Sum it up thusly: there is World and then there is NBA World. Theirs wins by more than your imagination can take you.

Kobe Bryant hates everyone and is annoyed by everyone. It is completely fake when he smiles or pretends not to hate or be annoyed.

Bartenders between Palo Alto and Ann Arbor tell of a middle-aged man with a pants ring and a Polaroid tracking the American Blonde.

This is exactly why I stopped going to North Pole Nips games.

Kluwe can now go back to being Ralph Fiennes. Pronounced the Kluwe way.

Puig reflexed his way from 19€ per week to $900 per breath. Who can top that for reflexes?

How many of you are about to cash in your startup-contract options and retire to your personal Puget Sound island?

Jerry Jones is an SNL character melding Ted Stepien and Mickey Rooney.

The end of the article makes the whole piece much more compelling, but only if you substitute 'penis' for 'earpiece'.

Pishpiddle. Tell Whiny to go and read the Unwritten Rules. This sequence of retaliation can be found in there someplace. Or he can talk to God about it. Between reading the Unwritten Rules and talking in person to God, he can square his bizarre aversion to obvious reality.

Sure that isn't Manny Ramirez, post-juice?

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He's been dustin' his johnson indeed.

Nothing says 'RA' like Phil Nevin.

Enough with the numbers. More about The Donald's giant pink bubble gum belly.

The timeless approach to this mania is when Jimmy Piersall kicked a field goal with a marauding knave. What say we sicc Titus Young on the next one, sort of a work release field security guard program. We all win (save the knave).

Titus Young - your coy hijinks can cease. You don't have to play-act any longer. The Lions promise not to recall you. You are free.

Up next in this where-are-they-now series - obviously it is Jm J. Bullock. I only ask you do not post any links to a blurred, washed-out 80's VHS starring him. Particularly homemade.

This article reminds me of how lucky we are, as Americans, to have unfettered access to vowels.