Craig

Game 7 of the 2016 World Series broke the space-time continuum.

Maybe this game 7 is resetting it.

My 75-year-old father became a fan of the Toronto Blue Jays approximately 8 days ago and he is absolutely losing it right now. How can you not be romantic about baseball?

Has this World Series consistently featured the highest quality of baseball? No. Has it featured the widest array possible of beautiful, weird, specific baseball delights? Yes.

Question for the group — There have been *better* Dodgers over the last decade but have there been more *important* Dodgers than Kikè Hernandez?

Yamamoto is going to throw another CG. He’ll strike out like 15. This thing is going to Game 7. See you Saturday.

Rides entirely on not having to face Yamamoto again down 3-2. Winner tonight wins the series.

Never heard him talk before. My man is *cajun* cajun.

Gotta be honest after examining that list more closely I’m happy to ride at dawn for Richard Marx too.

Whomever they actually were…that album remains chock full of bangers.

*slams gavel so hard it snaps in half*

I would rather live next door to someone who speaks another language than live next door to someone who doesn’t want to live near people who speak other languages. I know nothing about Person A but I know person B is a shitbird.

18 innings? In this economy?

See “A House of Dynamite” the way the good Lord intended — on a cloudy Saturday afternoon while you fold laundry in the living room. Pretend it’s 1994 and you’re watching TNT. 12/10. No notes.

Best thing I can say for “A House of Dynamite” is that it makes me want to see “Fail-Safe” again. (complimentary)

Indeed

Have we yet considered that a Blue Jays World Series win might reverse the curse on Canadian teams winning the Stanley Cup?

Your periodic reminder that the sound a playoff crowd makes when everyone instantly knows the ball is gone is the best thing in sports.

YouTube video by Zohran Mamdani for NYC My Message to Muslim New Yorkers — and Everyone Who Calls This City Home.

The dream of every Muslim is simply to be treated the same as any other New Yorker.

And yet, for too long, we have been told to ask for less than that, and endure hatred and bigotry in the shadows.

No more.

Jesus Christ. I don’t even know how else to respond. Maybe schedule a colonoscopy. That’s all I got.

Autumn blaze maple tree in my backyard reflected in the pond.

This tree looks like this for all of two weeks every year. But they’re my favorite two weeks of home ownership.

Almost every major news story this week is about how the entire economy is now gambling, scams, bribes and theft.

We gotta expand this fargin place

“oh so you think the east wing being demolished is worse than-“ it’s a synecdoche, man. a visual metaphor. there’s a reason the aliens in Independence Day don’t aim a huge laser at SNAP benefits

There’s still some form of gambling in this country that is illegal?

It’s kind of amazing how quickly “prove me wrong” has become such a tell.

Listen if you don’t love sipping your coffee, watching leaves fall and hitting the falsetto notes in Beth/Rest that’s a you problem.

Cloudy and 35 this morning. Elder Millennial Dads everywhere grabbing their flannel and listening to Bon Iver.

Ha. Fair. Not everyone has the time I get it.

The king of soup noodles.