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baseball on my TV screen with TWO score graphics on it: one for the first 12 innings and one for the 13th-17th innings

NHK graphics department forced to improvise in order to keep up with this marathon World Series game

YouTube video by homestarrunnerdotcom Labor Dabor

On this Labor Day – or Labor Dabor – please remember the bravery of Generalissimo Homestar Runner and The Cheat under the fire of Pvt. Benedetto’s upchucking of the bad corn-style rations.

Negro League No-Hitters Added to Baseball Reference | Sports-Reference.com Negro League No-Hitters Added to Baseball Reference

Known Negro League no-hitters between 1920-1948 have been added to @baseball-reference.com’s no-hitters list. 😍 www.sports-reference.com/blog/2025/08...

Here for the punchline

Los Angeles Dodgers deny ICE’s attempt to gain entry to Dodger Stadium grounds, source says | CNN ICE agents attempted to enter Dodger Stadium on Thursday but were denied entry to the grounds by the team, a source familiar with the circumstances told CNN.

ICE agents attempted to enter Dodger Stadium on Thursday but were denied entry to the grounds by the team, a source familiar with the circumstances told CNN.

as far as i remember this is not something that was used to promote the show or puff a chest out. around the horn just did the work of uplifting new and diverse voices and fostering the environment for them to thrive. that’s why it was special

around the horn made it a point to put a bunch of people on that didn’t look like the typical sports reporter (white dudes) and for that alone it was incredibly valuable to the entire sports media landscape

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do all the moons of Jupiter have their own soccer leagues or just Europa

Ready to go from Sioux City! On the air for Monarchs-Explorers at 4:55pm on 1660 AM and the Audacy app.

It's actually wild. There's literally no mention of why Jackie Robinson is important in the MLB press release. At all. Just that he "played his first Major League game on April 15, 1947."

A newspaper clipping from Mike Ryoko part one: Jackie's Debut a Unique Day All that Saturday, the wise men of the neighborhood, who sat in chairs on the sidewalk outside the tavern, had talked about what it would do to baseball. I hung around and listened because baseball was about the most important thing in the world, and if anything was going to ruin it, I was worried. Most of the things they said, I didn't understand, although it all sounded terrible. But could one man bring such ruin? They said he could and would. And the next day he was going to be in Wrigley Field for the first time, on the same diamond as Hack, Nicholson, Cavarretta, Schmitz, Pafko, and all my other idols. I had to see Jackie Robinson, the man who was going to somehow wreck everything. So the next day, another kid and I started walking to the ballpark early. We always walked to save the streetcar fare. It was five or six miles, but I felt about baseball the way Abe Lincoln felt about education. Usually, we could get there just at noon, find a seat in the grandstand, and watch some batting practice. But not that Sunday, May 18, 1947. By noon, Wrigley Field was almost filled. The crowd outside spilled off the sidewalk and into the streets. Scalpers were asking top dollar for box seats and getting it.

Part II: I had never seen anything like it. Not just the size, although it was a new record, more than 47,000. But this was twenty-five years ago, and in 1947 few blacks were seen in the Loop, much less up on the white North Side at a Cub game. That day, they came by the thousands, pouring off the northbound Ls and out of their cars. They didn't wear baseball-game clothes. They had on church clothes and funeral clothes·suits, white shirts, ties, gleaming shoes, and straw hats. I've never seen so many straw hats. As big as it was, the crowd was orderly. Almost unnaturally so. People didn't jostle each other. The whites tried to look as if nothing unusual was happening, while the blacks tried to look casual and dignified. So everybody looked slightly ill at ease. For most, it was probably the first time they had been that close to each other in such great numbers. We managed to get in, scramble up a ramp, and find a place to stand behind the last row of grandstand seats. Then they shut the gates. No place remained to stand. Robinson came up in the first inning. I remember the sound. It wasn't the shrill, teenage cry you now hear, or an excited gut roar. They applauded, long, rolling applause. A tall, middle-aged black man stood next to me, a smile of almost painful joy on his face, beating his palms together so hard they must have hurt.

Part III: When Robinson stepped into the batter's box, it was as if someone had flicked a switch. The place went silent. He swung at the first pitch and they erupted as if he had knocked it over the wall. But it was only a high foul that dropped into the box seats. I remember thinking it was strange that a foul could make that many people happy. When he struck out, the low moan was genuine. I've forgotten most of the details of the game, other than that the Dodgers won and Robinson didn't get a hit or do anything special, although he was cheered on every swing and every routine play. But two things happened I'll never forget. Robinson played first, and early in the game a Cub star hit a grounder and it was a close play. Just before the Cub reached first, he swerved to his left. And as he got to the bag, he seemed to slam his foot down hard at Robinson's foot. It was obvious to everyone that he was trying to run into him or spike him. Robinson took the throw and got clear at the last instant. I was shocked. That Cub, a hometown boy, was my biggest hero. It was not only an unheroic stunt, but it seemed a rude thing to do in front of people who would cheer for a foul ball. I didn't understand why he had done it. It wasn't at all big league. I didn't know that while the white fans were relatively polite, the Cubs and most other teams kept up a steady stream of racial abuse from the dugout. I thought that all they did down there was talk about how good Wheaties are.

Part IV: Late in the game, Robinson was up again, and he hit another foul ball. This time it came into the stands low and fast, in our direction. Somebody in the seats grabbed for it, but it caromed off his hand and kept coming. There was a flurry of arms as the ball kept bouncing, and suddenly it was between me and my pal. We both grabbed. I had a baseball. The two of us stood there examining it and chortling. A genuine major-league baseball that had actually been gripped and thrown by a Cub pitcher, hit by a Dodger batter. What a possession. Then I heard the voice say: "Would you consider selling that?" It was the black man who had applauded so fiercely. I mumbled something. I didn't want to sell it. "I'll give you ten dollars for it," he said. Ten dollars. I couldn't believe it. I didn't know what ten dollars could buy because I'd never had that much money. But I knew that a lot of men in the neighborhood considered sixty dollars a week to be good pay. I handed it to him, and he paid me with ten $1 bills. When I left the ball park, with that much money in my pocket, I was sure that Jackie Robinson wasn't bad for the game. Since then, I've regretted a few times that I didn't keep the ball. Or that I hadn't given it to him free. I didn't know, then, how hard he probably had to work for that ten dollars. But Tuesday I was glad I had sold it to him. And if that man is still around, and has that baseball, I'm sure he thinks it was worth every cent.

The largest paying crowd in the history of Wrigley Field was the day Jackie Robinson made his debut. Wrigley is the only park left Jackie played a game in. Mike Ryoko was a kid at that ballpark that day and he wrote about it. Take a minute and read this today.

press.uchicago.edu/Misc/Chicago...

Book cover for Jackie: Perspectives on 42, edited by Bill Nowlin and Glen Sparks, published by SABR in 2021

On Jackie Robinson Day, here’s an outstanding collection of essays from SABR on his entire life and legacy—from college football to fighting Jim Crow in the U.S. Army to his role in the Civil Rights Movement. Plus plenty of baseball too. sabr.org/journals/jac...

Yearly reminder that you can stream the broadcast for free on Masters.com and all these streaming services are unnecessary

Mary Kate Cornett engaged legal representation and said she intends to take action against Pat McAfee and ESPN, which simulcasts his show, and potentially others involved in spreading the rumor that has derailed her freshman year at Ole Miss.

http://dlvr.it/TJtcvH

White text on a dark background displays a quote attributed to Mary Kate Cornett, a college freshman, criticizing the amplification of a false rumor by ESPN's Pat McAfee. The quote reads, "I would like people to be held accountable for what they've done. You're ruining my life by talking about it on your show for nothing but attention."

From @theathletic.bsky.social: Mary Kate Cornett was a normal 18-year-old, thriving as a college freshman at Ole Miss. Then, a false internet rumor — amplified by ESPN’s Pat McAfee — about her and her boyfriend’s father destroyed her life. nyti.ms/4iYokig

A screenshot of a Peanuts cartoon where Charlie Brown can't sleep and wakes up to a baseball sun

It's the most wonderful day of the year 😍

A photo of my TV with four basketball games on it at once

It is now my intention to sit down and watch basketball for several hours

Long live the Big East tournament

I hate how social feeds force content to be made for every platform simultaneously now. Storytelling mediums should be chosen with intention! Let audio shine as audio! Don’t make me watch a video that’s actually just a text post! Let us be thoughtful creators again!

Lord grant me the strength to know where to go with my No. 9 pick

Pre-fantasy draft anxiety is a truly unique feeling

Legends Field - Kansas City Monarchs Legends Field is a baseball park in Kansas City, Kansas. It is the home of the 2021 American Association Champions, the Kansas City Monarchs Baseball Club.

Check out a live stream of the field here:

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The work continues on the @kscitymonarchs.bsky.social new turf field!

As someone who spends a lot time thinking about the values I want to teach my kid (besides PLEASE DON’T EAT DIRT), the thing I keep coming back to is this: I want him to believe that the strongest, bravest thing he can do is give a shit about other people—especially ones who aren’t like him at all.

I prefer the new one

Congratulations to Shaheen Holloway for winning the title of Best Coach In The Sport

Amen