*Imagines taking a shot of greasy queso to chase a bite of greasy bratwurst.

Pretty sure he ate the ball too.

Have you been to Wisconsin? Between the cheese, dairy, beer and encased meats it’s a delight. I say that as an Illinoisan who loves consuming all of those things whenever I travel there.

But did he chase the Bratwursts on the field during the race?

“Great first step off the stool” was also the scouting report on David Carradine.

It’s about heart and it’s about soul in the ballboy game. This kid clearly has both. A mission guy. You can either sit there with your hand on your balls or you can get out there and get that little white sphere god dammit. He’s got gumption; no doubt. Unlike some of the guys at the Y I know. All they want to do is…

I’d rather have 9,000 $1 bottles of booze.

Maybe they’re red win aficionados!

“Used to be, to get canonized in the world of cycling you need three miracles. Nowadays a guy gets canonized, two of his miracles are motodoping and the third is a card trick.”

Yeah, that’s busted, though. Fenway’s dimensions put Pesky’s Pole at 302 feet, so that’s the shortest possible distance a dinger can travel and still clear the wall in Fenway. If Gregorius’s dinger was 295 feet, Cain’s was still shorter—it was much, much closer to the pole than Gregorius’s

I skank very rarely nowadays, but when I was in my 20's? Man o man, it was just about every weekend I hooked up with one.

I fucking love hot dogs, and have so many different ways I’ll eat them.

Onions, chili (texas), cheese
Onions, coney sauce, cheese
Onions, mustard, chili (cincinnati), cheese (I hereby accept the incoming fightin’ words)

Banana peppers, jalapenos, tomatoes have all made appearances.

At the ballpark, I’m going plain with…

On the regular: Relish, brown mustard, and CATSUP!

I can only imagine how many times this song has been posted on these threads. Opeth - Deliverance