doogiehowsermd: I think Mike loves baseball more than anybody. Baseball. Baseball. You should be a human. Baseball. Baseball. You would look a lot like Mike.
Great Baseball Names That Were Never Famous
- Ezekiel Snapperdoodle! - Peanutbutter Dogwash! - Stanton Hedge! - Ramirez Ramirez! - Charleston Peabody! - Casey Dilla! - Wilson “Hardship” Barleycorn! - Shortstack Ticklebottom! - Hunter Cane! - Abacus Rombus! - Hatless Tubashoes! - Juan! - Birmingham Castoroil! - Aubrella Hufflepuff! - Merlin Beard! - Taiwan Stormpickle! - Matt Mike!
Randy Wells is pitching? Isn’t he the lovechild of Randy Johnson and a...– Mike
Pablo Sandoval plays the hot corner? More like hotdog corner.– Matt
I bet Pablo Sandoval’s bat is made of hamburgers.– Matt (from Matt and Mike loves baseball)
What's Your Hype Song?!
Every great baseball player has a hype song. A song that, while they stroll from the on deck circle to the batter’s box, hypes testosterone and pumps the fans? Mike’s hype song is Daisy Dukes by 69 Boyz. Matt’s hype song is anything by the 4 Non Blondes. WHAT’S YOUR HYPE SONG?!
Little Man, Gigantic Exaggeration Of His Abilities →
trawlingthegrey: My favorite sports blog of all-time, FJM, has taken over the posting duties at Deadspin today. Every post has been chock full of the incredibly witty, stat-based dissection of horrible sports journalism that made me obsess over FJM in the first place. (Unfortunately, the FJM boys quit on us almost two years ago because they had to focus on their jobs as TV writers. Woe is...
Highlights from last night:
- Bought Matt a Jeff Smardzija t-shirt. - Got caught in a rain delay, but it wasn’t bad because we brought 3 umbrellas. - Drank two smirnoff lemonades apiece. - Came up with a couple top secret inventions involving nachos and ponchos. - Sat next to the worst heckler of all-time. We named him Stat Tracker. He had a stutter. - Got Marlon Byrd’s attention by calling him Merlin...
Baseball: Another, Another Poem
Baseball. Baseball. You could’ve been any kind of ball. Baseball. Baseball. But you chose base. -Matt
RAIN DELAY: A POEM
Matt and Mike, Mike and Matt. wearing pink hats, swingin’ bats. Mike and Matt, Matt and Mike. LIGHTNING STRIKE! (three and you’re out.) There’s a fly in my drink. There’s a fly in my drink. There’s a fly in my drink.
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Baseball: Another Poem
O Pitcher! My Pitcher! Why did you balk with loaded bases? You threw nothing but junk, then slipped on the mound. This isn’t sexual innuendo, the game’s over, The corn has been canned. -Mike!
Baseball: A Poem
Baseball. Baseball. I wouldn’t trade you for a spaceship. Baseball. Baseball. Think of all the cool things I could have done with that spaceship. -Matt