smitty wrote:The funniest part about this whole brew-hah-ha is most of this thread is unedited Baumanisms posted without comment.
I remember getting a little heart flutter when I toured the Louisville Slugger museum when I was in college (yes, I did spring break in Louisville one year) and they were making Fasano’s bats.
a little kid at a Flyers-Thrashers game once flipped me off and called me an asshole
if you want to call me a Bill Simmons ripoff, but with fewer readers, less money, and a different set of overused pop culture references, so be it. Though if I were to suddenly have his audience and his paycheck, I wouldn’t object. In case anyone from a major sports website is looking for a columnist.
phdave wrote:a little kid at a Flyers-Thrashers game once flipped me off and called me an asshat
phdave wrote:if you want to call me a Bill Simmons ripoff, but with fewer readers, less money, and a different set of overused pop culture references, so be it. Though if I were to suddenly have his audience and his paycheck, I wouldn’t object. In case anyone from a major sports website is looking for a columnist.
Phylan wrote:Barry Jive wrote:Great thanks for continuing this thrilling argument
Sorry did I pull you away from Reading Two or Three Sentences A Guy Wrote
I’m a cat owner. I love my cat, even if she doesn’t love me back, but such is life. If, God forbid, something were to happen to her, I’d be very upset. I’d probably be sad for quite some time, but I’d try to adjust. If, after a sufficient mourning period, I still felt lonely or lost without a cat, I’d get another. Now imagine that, upon the improvement of my mood, I decided that more pets would make me feel even better.
And imagine that I went out and bought a Neapolitan Mastiff.
I’ve never owned a dog. Now, I can believe that, over time, I might grow to love a 150-pound slobber machine. Maybe give him an ironic name, like “Tinkerbell,” and enjoy his jowly company. But I’m not sure my life would be better off. I do know that, over time, I’d forget what life was like when it was just me and a cat that ignored me.
The designated hitter is Tinkerbell, the Neapolitan Mastiff who eats four cubic feet of Kibbles ‘n Bits each week, thinks he owns the couch, and likes to sit on your head when you sleep.
smitty wrote:The funniest part about this whole brew-hah-ha is most of this thread is unedited Baumanisms posted without comment.
Phylan wrote:smitty wrote:The funniest part about this whole brew-hah-ha is most of this thread is unedited Baumanisms posted without comment.
I think the funniest part is actually that most of the impetus for this thread was phdave being a bitter child about Baumann's pessimism about the Phillies entering the season, and his pessimism about their wild card chances for the last week or week and a half.
And y'know, look how irrational that turned out to be.
phdave wrote:Maybe we need a breakout "Discuss the Bauminisms Thread" thread.