Teddy G. didn’t enjoy the broadcast, either.

Corey isn’t sure how long he’ll be stuck in Iowa, but he’s plenty sure of this:

I’m a pretty quick learner and a great athlete.

You left out hardheaded and delusional.

Hurry up and get to Dick’s in time to have your Eddie Basden jersey customized! Yes! THE Eddie Basden? Wow!

Michael Jordan would love to own either the Bulls or a team in Vegas. He’d also like to own them without having to buy them.

Ronnie Woo Woo is missing, again. The Cubs are asking for volunteers to meet up at Wrigley Field by the Harry Caray statue where they will form search teams, hopeful of finding Ronnie’s lifeless corpse.

I know, that’s awful. I wasn’t going to make such a crude joke, but when I found myself laughing at this line in the article, I decided not to pretend I care when I don’t:

In 1987 there were rumors Wickers had been murdered after missing some early season games. He was later found working as a pizza deliveryman and explained he couldn’t attend the games because of his job.

Seabiscuit’s Jockey announces he’s going to let Jeff Garlin handle the “Ask Pauls” the next couple of times, but he answers them this time. Sort of.

Corey says his swing is too long. Maybe his bat has a hole in it, too? Has he checked that? That’d be a good place to start. Oh, wake me when his on base average is higher than my blood alcohol level.

Eddy Curry might not be able to get insurance for his contract to cover him if…you know…his heart explodes. Oh, really?

The Washington Post says that Preston Wilson is practically a National and so is Mike Stanton. Wow, get ready for the freefall, Nats fans!

The Sox are after another AJ.

So are the Blue Jays. The Blue Jays?

Jake Luft with the best and worst of the All-Star Game.

America’s finest news source rolls on even with a writer’s strike and re-runs this story about a shirtless, shoeless march on Washington.