What's New, Pussycat?




It’s officially gone too far now.

And the fact that all three of them were mashing that button. Jesus take it.

I heard about this last night and I am still appalled. 




This is hysterical. So, Michael Morse hits a bomb off the far wall at Busch Stadium. The umpires call it in play. He gets tagged out on the throw back in. Umpires go to review the call, and find out it’s a home run. Because of the basepath confusion, they send the runners back to the bags, and Morse goes home, fakes a swing, and then takes the grand-slam trot.

Yeah. That’ll do.

This? Made my day. I love it.

This will never not make me smile.