Lightning Round!
Who decided that the day the child turns 1 is called the first birthday? Because you when really think about it, the first birthday is the actually day they are born and they day that they turn 1 is actually their 2nd birthday or the 1st anniversary of their first birthday.
I don’t know if I could ever play pitcher or catcher in a baseball game. I’m not even talking about whether or not i’m good enough to play either of those. (We all know that I’m good enough and my inability score an MLB contract is a result of the conspiracy against me and has nothing to do with my abilities) but my biggest problem would be getting mauled after winning a big game. Whenever you see a pitcher toss a no-hitter or the team win a playoff series, World Series, etc, what’s the first thing that happens? The catcher runs out to hug the pitcher and then the entire team runs out and jumps on top of them. I could never EVER be at the bottom of that dogpile. I get short of breath and panicky just watching it transpire on TV. It gives me the shivers. I hate it. The only way it would work for me is to run all the way to the centerfield wall and let everyone else congregate at the mound and then run back and jump on top of the pile. Or, I could just play left field or first or third. That would also solve this problem for me.
Whoever answered, “I Hate You” on my last poll, I challenge thee to a duel. Show Yourself!



Your such a dorkus… who even cares about baseball.. it’s boring.. no one hitting and trying to take the other ones heads off with thier bare hands… ooh rah…
If I were you, and I played centerfield, first, or third base, I would start my own dogpile. Just wait for the main one to happen on the pitchers mound, and then start to crawl around your respected position. It would look something like Phillip Wellman, the coach of the Atlanta Braves minor league team who went crazy. How he crawled around the pitchers mound. Then in spite of you looking ridiculous all by yourself, perhaps a player like Carlos Lee, Fernando Valenzuela, or if you are lucky a Paul “Beaker” Bailey would jump on you.