Maybe there’s a pattern here.  Only the best!

If you have the time and money, then do it.  It is still baseball.  Hate watching is part of the fabric of the game.

The Werners still need to sell tickets to pay for the Angelos lawsuit.

If they go down the path of the Brew Crew, Max will become fat and league average with knee problems.

Only lazy pigfuckers won’t work a fire.

Only lazy pigfuckers won’t work a fire.

Tre45on!

Matt Kemp?

Whatever style, song or act the pitcher absolutely hates.  The more specific, the better.

I bet Atlanta is closest to Atlanta.

My pops calls those “double-barrels”.

Branch Rickey is the name you’re looking for.

If the fish is for sushi, the chicken is right out.  If the fish is for cooking, then I suppose we can leave chicken because cooked fish is fucking nasty.

I work with an older guy from Argentina, while most of his employees are of Mexican decent. They started giving their boss a hard time before the first whistle, ramped it up after the first goal, but then it got quiet after the second. It sounded like a tomb after the third.

Struggling to see how this is a problem. The shitty player known as Goins screams “FUCK!” after every out he makes. MLB hasn’t forced KC to edit him out of the lineup with the 3-4 fucks he blesses the live & tv audience with every night. Considering GMDM’s repulsion to porn, I’m shocked he’s still on the team with all…

I don’t understand the problem. The second most corrupt international sporting agency’s tournament in one of the most corrupt countries worried about a player upsetting a US administration trying their hardest to be on the same level of corruption as Russia & FIFA. Maybe Marquez hasn’t sent his payment to Cohen yet.

Because the KC area has it’s own brand of special. My cousin has tales of some guy he knows/knew who used to, maybe still does, steal live power lines.

I understand Warners wouldn’t give Scott much budget unless he tied Prometheus back to Alien.

There’s already talk in KC about returning to a downtown stadium.

Jesus, you hockey players on the ball field are the worst. There’s one on tonight’s team. I can’t understand how he doesn’t seem to know the difference between grass & ice or ball & puck.

As a child of the 70s and 80s, this is not normal for a KC summer. Granted, there were 30 years of being lost in the weeds, distorting the view.