1968's Mickey Lolich wants it out in the universe that MadBum is not the first beefy lefty to hijack a World Series. Lolich even homered during his strongarm takeover.

Mosley unscrews his prosthetic nose and hands it to complete strangers, as in this pic. It is gross and out he goes.

Thinking of that comedy-killing bullet in Phil Hartman's head brings the same sense of decades-of-lost-brilliance as it does with John Lennon. Neither would be yet done if allowed to live.

Chad Curtis also had a Bible in his locker. I have drawn my own conclusion.

Crow Nation, representing at a Redskins tilt. Had his own seat, but yearned for little hand massage while in his lady's lap.

Tiptoeing towards Titus Young territory.

Brad Ausmus - are you paying attention to this?

Ishikawa walkoff offa Wacha.

If Max Scherzer and Justin Verlander had a dog together.

Nerlens Noel - you are now thisclose to Marge Simpson. You can stop sleeping upside down.

Joe Namath and Sid Luckman raw dogged. You don't think Pop Warner ever looked drunk? Merlin Olsen was tazed every Wednesday to tame his spicy sex craves. Players always partied.

Last living Honus Wagner groupie.

If space aliens landed at high noon, Philadelphians would boo and mock how they move while disembarking. Not that there's anything wrong with it.

That shot is even more amazing once you realize Rex had 14 stolen Daft Punk CD's hidden in his jock.

In an unrelated story, Commissioner Kennesaw Mountain Landis today announced he has revised outfielder George H. Ruth's suspension to run the entire 1925 season

Adrian Peterson treats the English language like it's his 4-year-old's bum and scrotum. Where is the outrage?

Hello. Heimlich. Why lecherize the innocent, the life-saving?

Perfectly written. So skilled.

Hey diddle diddle,

It is SHAMEFUL to trot out an addled old man, disabled with Mad Bear Disease, for amusement.