Can't predict ball, as they say. And definitely can't predict the Pirates.
It’s time to put the foot down. Of all the classic Clint Hurdle-isms, I'd have to say that's the most common.
The Pirates won 82 games last season, have most of a good pitching staff back, and have no chance? They don't want to hear it.
This must have been something like what those eighth-century Europeans experienced when the Vikings would sail up to their coasts.
Jared McCann was still strapped into his skates several minutes after the Penguins had set down the Stars, 3-2, but that wasn't about to stop him.
Tony Clark, head of Major League Baseball's Players Association, doesn't get it. Neither does anyone at Major League Baseball itself, I might add.
Old-school Tuesday Takes before a business meeting this morning in Manhattan ...
"What happened?" Jack Johnson repeated my question back. "We gave up a four-on-two or three-on-two with, like, 15 seconds left. I mean ... that just can't happen."
"I think every game, from here on out, is going to be of that intensity. And you have to match it or exceed it." This was Jack Johnson, late Saturday afternoon.
The circus has left town, having now officially pitched its tent in Oakland. The other clown had already left town, and he'll now take a lot less pay for a...
A three-goal surge in 108 seconds. A throwdown of Tom Wilson. A thousand points for Evgeni Malkin.
Antonio Brown showed the Steelers who's boss. Shamed the franchise. Brought the once-might Rooneys to their shaking knees.
One of the many mythologies about hockey's advanced analytics is that they're all available to the public. The truth: Most aren't.
Matt Murray was brilliant against the Blue Jackets, but it was basically for naught.
The Penguins' trade to acquire Nick Bjugstad and Jared McCann from the Florida Panthers is looking increasingly like larceny.
It's not true that the Penguins occupy space in the Blue Jackets' collective consciousness. They are that consciousness.