My timeline is OJ, interrupted briefly by el yeti guapo de los bravos rubbing one out over the Braves lineup, then endless OJ to infinity.

These people have never been to Lanham, MD or York, PA.

'What are you, a fuckin GOOSE??'

Say goodnight, Purdue.

People still having babies and whatnot.

The Twitter bridge engineers have seen the beacon and transformed into orthopedic surgeons!

The players—who are not doctors or scientists—will blame the pitch clock. Don't listen to them.

For Monday night.

Don’t give a PISS about nuthin but the TIDE!

The Athletic has the Nats with the 27th ranked starting rotation in baseball, but I think that's too high.

*George Allen voice*
Winning off the field!

Winning at the only game that matters.

Say what you will about going back in time to kill Baby Hitler, I'm smashing all of Peter Buck's mandolins.

Fuck Duke until the end of time bahahaha