Friday Afternoon Linkin Park
Sometimes, when like my mom and dad just don’t understand, I like to like blare Linkin Park so like loud in my room until they like get all mad.
But then I turned thirteen and grew the fuck up. So, now instead of listening to bullshit, I waste my time surfing the internet and finding links that are like awesome and cool and rad.
The Closer
No, not that lame cop drama with the chick from Phenomenon (do-do-da-do-do) that tells a dying John Travolta after he asks her if she’ll love him the rest of his life, “No. I’ll love you for the rest of mine.”
The Closer is Tigers’ closer Todd Jones’s (I just read the rules on possessives and that’s the right way to write that sentence) column for the Sporting News. It’s fantastic in a way that your underage brother’s birthday party can be fun. This week he writes about how ballplayers stay cool during the dog days of summer.
SABRmetric Fans Can Go Fuck Themselves, Well Most Of Them
I’m not going to get all LaRussa on everyone, but normally, I put those SABRmetric types into the same category as scientists who tell me I’ll only last 17.3 minutes inside a woman (you have to last at least 15 minutes even if you’re Italian).
However, having said that, I do enjoy reading The Hardball Times and another site called Mop Up Duty. MUD, as I’ve christened our new friends has an article on the impending failure of Jesse Litsch that we can all take the time to read before bombarding their comment section with Jason Grilli-like delivery.
Just jokin’ MUD is good people.
ALL Red Sox Fans Are Fucking Assholes
Remember last week when we got into a debate in our comments section over who were the worst fans. Toronto, Boston or New York?
Well, this video pretty much answers that question with an emphasis through empathy’s heart.
Thanks to Deadspin for the video.
With Leather Handles Sexual Abusers
The always excellent With Leather gives us its take on a little scandal involving the former masseur for the Mets. Okay, I didn't actually read the article. I just really like the picture.


4 comments:
That kid looks like a midget more than a little (supposed) girl.
That little kid is just fucking weirding me out.
Oh, and since you felt the need to jerk your own horn:
"The Closer is the Tigers’ closer Todd Jones’s column"
or
"The Closer is Tigers closer Todd Jones’s column"
Between that and the fact Matthews' home run yesterday would still be going north if it weren't for Windows Restaurant... frankly you're slipping, buddy.
Meanwhile, the Adams stock is rising, baby! Return of the Russ! Fuck yeah.
Todd Jones'...same as Matthews'
I can hardly contain my excitement.
Russ Adams is back.
Dear God:
Please let his only job be pinch running or even pinch hitting.
Please don't let him spell anyone. I can't stand any more rountine groundballs flying into the stands.
Amen.
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