Caption Contest
Time for the Monday OTB Caption ContestTM
Sports Illustrated
Winners will be announced Thursday PM
Sports Illustrated
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Time for the Monday OTB Caption ContestTM
Winners will be announced Thursday PM
Ooooh! A penny!
Yankees fans…
…always bending over.
The Yankees announced six finalists after the latest round of tryouts to replace A-Rod at third!
My viagra pill!
It was the moment that a disappointed Tommy decided that steroids and growth hormone are not all that bad for baseball.
Descendants of Stillman’s Militia?
A young Steve Bartman looks on as he is once again denied a game ball……..
Considering “The Wave” to be passe, a group of fans attempt to perform the first ever “The Breaker”
The New York Chapter of The Curly Fan Club living up to their name.
The DNC trying to get a handle on National Security.
The U.S. Synchronized Swooning team managed a score of 8.5 with this half-hearted imitation of Yankees fans.
Woman to right in sunglasses (thinking): “pussies”
“Gimme! Gimme! Gimme! A-Rod hit that! Eh A-Rod, yous still suck ya bum!”
With Menendez falling in the polls, the democrats conducted their quadrennial “last minute entry” into the senatorial race.
Given the Bush administration’s disregard for the rule of law, there is nothing stopping his henchmen from kidnapping these people, taking them to an undisclosed location, torturing them, and denying them access to a lawyer or the courts.
A meeting of the Hair Club for Men was interrupted when a foul ball came near the meeting site.
Dignity – Souvenir ball: pick one.
Why America will never be defeated. If we fight this hard for a tipped ball, imagine what we would do if you tried to conquer us.
Sports illustrated admitted to photoshopping the baseball into the picture as part of their support for continuing to serve beer at baseball games.
With Short Round out of the way, the young Maharaja used the Voodoo Mitt of Kali to send the Yankees fans to their doom.
Down in front.
There is a reason the term “fans” has its roots in fanatic.
In an effort to broaden their demographic, Sports illustrated has decided to distribute a version of their famed ‘Bikini issue’ magazine aimed at women. Initial marketing results were disappointing.
What a pathetic bunch of ball-less men.
Dandy new method for choosing the President of the United States. Ooops. It bounced up and was caught by the woman in sunglasses. My my. Is the world coming to an end?
The vegetarian all-bean hotdogs were not quite as successful after this “explosive” incident at Yankee Stadium.
The Tigers continue their fall.
A bunch of burly guys make a feverish ball grab.
Not that there’s anything wrong with that.
At the company picnic, the softball game was immediately — and we mean *immediately* — followed by the wheelbarrow race.
Box office returns for “Breakdacin’ 3: Bald Boogaloo” were somewhat disappointing.
. . . but the would-be rescuers, instead of saving the woman from the quicksand, soon fell victim themselves . . .
Act your age, not your IQ.
* Ya know, I’ve seen bridesmaids do this at weddings….
* Whaddaya MEAN it’s a TRIBBLE?
* Man who can catch fly with chopsticks can achieve anything. (ok, never mind)
* The Wave, after several beers
* “Robin, It’s the baseball of doom! Hand me the… the Bat-bat!”
* Several baseball fans demonstarte clearly why they do not play the sport professionally
Hey, I got Jessica Simpson’s phone #, uh, oops, hey guys, it’s mine. Let go. Gimme. Stop.
Balls to the wall; ball’s not quite to the wall.
hln
Ooops.
It’s a guy thing.
Sanji, Key Luk, Hooshang, Lutemer, and Thorgvald all displayed their lack of familiarity with the beer guzzler’s toast: bottoms up.
Mmmmmm ….. dirt good. Me like dirt. Me eat dirt.
I missed catching the ball with my face by that much…
With a little bit of practice, Steve, Bill, Bob, and Ray were nearly able to synchronize burying their heads in the sand…
I haven’t seen that many guys diving after balls since Fleet Week.
7th inning stretch (extreme sports edition).
Proof that Pittsburgh is cloning to increase their lousy attendance numbers.
“Oh, my. That is one bodacious booty.”
Dude in the second row, squinting: Errrr, NOT the balls I wanted to see . . .
Six off-duty FDNY members scramble feverishly for the red fire hose hidden under the Yankee Stadium third base wall.
“Another Lindsay Lohan Sighting, Still No Panties!”
Everybody wants to be Steve Bartman.