Okay, hardhats, you got a problem with something I said? Well get it off your chest, pallie. I welcome that fluff you call chin music. You agree with me? I only got one thing to say to that: great minds think alike, my friend.
You wanna weigh in on instant replay, the bone in Rob Manfred’s head, that sissy designated hitter abomination, or, if there are corn dogs should there be corn brats (no) … then you’ve come to the right place. Just keep it reasonably clean so the Little Leaguers’ moms don’t have a friggin’ cow. Or sue my ass.