Crap on a communion cracker. Now I’m going to have to hear about how he can be a real force in the MLB, if only given a chance, from my conservative Christian friends.

Every time I see “USMNT” I immediately think of TMNT. Now I want a giant, anthropomorphic rat named Splinter to be the next USMNT coach.

Boy, someone’s cut-off jean shorts are in a bunch.