Posting mostly about Nascar and South Carolina Gamecocks. However, if you're a libtard Democrat, you probably won't like what I have to say about politics.
@ConnorZilisch Don’t worry dude. Right now, you and @CoreyHeim are eating dogshit sandwiches, but in a couple years you two will be winning Cup races 🤙🏻
Bill Maher asks how Mississippi is kicking California’s ass in education, and Texas is “blowing them away” in green energy for “way less money.”
“Did you know that a black fourth grader in Mississippi is two and a half times as likely to be proficient in math and reading as one in California? Mississippi is kicking our ass in education and for way less money. We’re 37th in fourth-grade reading, they’re ninth.”
“Texas is kicking our ass in green energy. The average time to get solar panels connected there is three to four months. About 1,000 days faster than it took me. Remember when I was trying to get my solar hooked up? It would have been quicker to build a windmill.”
“Texas has passed California in solar and blows away California when it comes to wind and energy storage. How does a state with no pro-climate policies produce better climate results than a state where here, even though we have so much better bumper stickers on our Priuses?”
“I’ll tell you why. Because you’re allowed to build there because every third person in Texas isn’t someone whose job it is to make sure nothing gets done.”
“Democrats, these are your issues: education, race, the environment.”
“And I say this with love: you’re losing to the Waffle House, car-on-the-lawn states.”
@90sWWE First fav: Johnny Weaver 70s Mid-Atlantic
Current: None after 2002
All-time: Changed with era…
Early 80s: Flair Late 80s: AA
90s: SCSA & Rock
Louisiana Woman, Mississippi Man turns 53 today! It was Conway and Loretta's third number one hit and it's one of their most recognizable songs. And the next generation loves it too thanks to Twitty & Lynn! Turn it up today!
Bob Horner and I were destined to be teammates somewhere. I signed a letter of intent to play baseball at Arizona State before I was drafted. Bob played at ASU and ended up in Atlanta my first full year in the major leagues—1978. One way or another, it was bound to happen.
From the minute Bob Horner joined the Braves, all us players could see he was good. I mean… really good. And that swing—short and quick, x or and could turn around anybody’s fast ball. And Bob knew the strike zone. He just did not swing at a bad pitch (like I had a tendency to do a little too often…) He was a unique talent and I was very lucky to be in the lineup with him most of my career. All of my numbers were better when he was hitting behind me. And that fact is not lost on me. I know my career was better because of him.
It’s been a hard few weeks for the Braves Family losing Ted and Bobby—and now Bob. These 3 men all had such a profound impact on my career. I am forever grateful.
Nancy and I will miss Bob and our hearts go out to Chris and Trent and Tyler, along with their entire family.
The older we get, the more we cherish wonderful memories and this past month has brought a flood of them back to us. The gratitude we feel for them all has been overwhelming.
Rest well, my friend and teammate.
An all-time Braves photo.
Ted Turner pouring champagne on himself while celebrating the 1982 NL West title with Bob Horner in San Diego.
RIP to two Atlanta legends
📷 Associated Press
Super Sky Point to Bob Horner. He was the NL Rookie of the Year and an All-Star but if you were around back then you know he was more than that. Much more. He was a fixture in the homes of millions of us through the miracle of cable television during those epic childhood summers that seemed like they’d never end.
I was a fan for over 40 years but had never met Bob until I interviewed him last December about Dale Murphy’s Hall of Fame case. As you’d expect, Bob was a fierce advocate for his fellow Fulton County basher. How could he not be? They were Murph and Horner. Horner and Murph. The Hall and Oates of the Launching Pad.
You know, these sky points all suck to write but this one hurts more than most. The four-homer game, the bad perm, Chief Noc-A-Homa waiting by his teepee for another Horner long ball. I have tweeted a lot about Bob Horner through the years and it’s because he represents to me, and I suspect many of you too, something far bigger than baseball: WTBS coming out of the magic box on top of my 400-pound Zenith, cool air coming through my bedroom window after another afternoon of Wiffle Ball, and Rick Mahler (probably) toeing the rubber at about 7:05 while hoping to keep the Braves in it with smoke and mirrors long enough for Horner and Murph to do some damage. And me sprawled out on green and yellow shag carpet in Kentucky paying 100 times more attention to Skip Caray, Ernie Johnson, and Pete Van Wieren than any of my teachers.
Farewell, you sweet slugging bastard. Tell St. Peter you brought your glove for the hot corner and to write you into the cleanup spot. #RIP
Some really interesting insights from the buyer on the philosophy on high-end cards.
A $5.11 million house or the Wemby card? Here's the answer. (Free to read)
@DanielleTrotta Great post-race show as always. Please ask the sound people to modulate the volume.. when y’all at the desk, I have to turn up volume to hear, then commercial comes on and blasts high volume. Thanks!
Brexton, at 11 years old, honoring his late father while staying strong for his grieving mother is something I’ll never forget seeing. Your dad is so proud of you. 💔