How could one not want to see a Switcheroo Series?

FTA: Samson gave no details and LeBatard didn't ask a follow up question. So this is pretty worthless.

Maybe there have been follow ups since on twitter, etc.

Samson is a member of the Loria crime family, anyway. I would trust him about as far as I could throw him.

Gotta get them those rings before they all go to prison?

I would trust him about as far as I could throw him.

Isn't that what made Mister T famous? Winning some televised America's Toughest Bouncer content in part through his skill at midget tossing?

I would trust him about as far as I could throw him.

Well, with your bad knee, Voxter, you shouldn’t be throwing anybody.

I've never understood why short, underweight people are considered more trustworthy.

I've never understood why short, underweight people are considered more trustworthy.

They're not. "Yon Cassius has a lean and hungry look."

I immediately give all my money to people who look particularly aerodynamic.

Well, of all the MLB executives, David Samson is probably the one that could be thrown farthest.

Bartolo Colon, investment adviser.

And what can MLB do to help? Force the Dodgers not to start Kershaw? :-)

I've never understood why short, underweight people are considered more trustworthy.

Is this really a thing? An American thing? I see short, underweight people as either members of some Soprano like family or guys who sit in their basements spending way too much time fawning over some meaningless baseball statistics.

Is this really a thing? An American thing?

I've never heard of it, unless they're "trustworthy" because they know they're liable to get their asses beaten should they fail to comply with the demands of their superiors. I'm betting it was a tremendous joke that went over all our heads.

Because you can throw them farther, you trust them more. Doesn't make much sense to me.

Mr. T threw somebody farther than the other bouncers did and won the title of America's Most Trusting Bouncer.

Mr. T threw somebody farther than the other bouncers did and won the title of America's Most Trusting Bouncer.

His wikiepedia entry alone just made me check amazon for copies of his autobiography (yeesh, pricey!)

It's worth the amusing read on its own.

My favorite:

In July 1976, Tureaud's platoon sergeant punished him by giving him the detail of chopping down trees during training camp at Fort McCoy in Wisconsin, but did not tell him how many trees, so Tureaud single-handedly chopped down over 70 trees from 6:30–10:00 a.m., when a shocked major superseded the sergeant's orders.

I fear we've been using the wrong person for those Chuck Norris memes all these years.

His wikiepedia entry alone just made me check amazon for copies of his autobiography (yeesh, pricey!)

FTA:

In 2006, he starred in I Pity the Fool, a reality show shown on TV Land, the title of the show comes from the famous catchphrase used by his character, Clubber Lang.

I may be wrong, but I seem to recall that was B.A. Baracus from the A-team

I may be wrong, but I seem to recall that was B.A. Baracus from the A-team

He used it as Clubber first!

The second competition was aired under the new name "Games People Play" on NBC-TV. When interviewed by Bryant Gumbel before the final boxing match, Mr T. said, "I just feel sorry for the guy who I have to box. I just feel real sorry for him."[29] This fight was scheduled to last three rounds, but Mr. T finished it in less than 54 seconds. Sylvester Stallone's line, "I don't hate him but...I pity the fool" in the movie Rocky III is reputed to have been inspired by the interview.

EDIT: I think some wiki editor needs to clean that up... unless, Stallone wrote Rocky III... but I'm pretty sure it was Lang, not Rocky, who said that.

EDIT2: OK, stallone did write Rocky III... still, I should be a grammar Nazi and suggest that it should be "Rocky III writer Sylvester Stallone's line for Clubber Lang..."

I think mlb's already set things up to favor the rich. Up to the Dodgers to actually capitalise on their capital.

I might be concerned if I had any idea who David Sampson is.

Anyone seen that video where the eagle really trusts some mountain goats?

First he trusts them, and then he takes them home for dinner. In a way, it's very touching...


Billy Goat is on a ledge, Eddie Eagle's in the sky
Eddie trusts Billy so, Ed says he'll teach him how to fly
Billy says, "I have no wings, my ceiling would seem minimal"
Eddie says, "I won't let you come to harm, to do so would be criminal"

Eddie grabs Billy by his gruff and tugs with all his might
With an air of anticipation, Billy commences with his flight
Mammals and Aves share a secret bond that seldom is discussed
Suspicion would be expected, but to my surprise there's trust

"I trust you so much Eddy, I'm enjoying my flight instruction"
Eddie smiles to himself while he considers the misconstruction
When you're with a confidante you trust, the flight invariably starts quite well
But when the friendship falters, the landing is always Hell

Some of us are born with wings, while others aren't so blessed
Trusting is so much easier for those who have a nest
A place where they can retreat to safety, and pull the drawbridge from the moat
While some of us are doomed to live our lives as just a plunging goat

Goat in the sky, goat in the atmosphere
It might be a job, but it's not quite a career
Goat in the airspace, goat in the firmament
It might last a while, but it sure won't be permanent
Goat in the clouds, goat in the rainbows
He's happy right now, but you'll soon see his death throes
Goat in the heavens, goat with a present altitude
He starts off effusive, but he'll end up most subdued
Goat on a flight mission, goat on a sortie
If he's thirty-nine now, he won't live to see forty

Flying goat, flying goat, flying goat.
Dying goat, dying goat, dying goat.

Caprine.

Airline.

Nein.

My favorite:

In July 1976, Tureaud's platoon sergeant punished him by giving him the detail of chopping down trees during training camp at Fort McCoy in Wisconsin, but did not tell him how many trees, so Tureaud single-handedly chopped down over 70 trees from 6:30–10:00 a.m., when a shocked major superseded the sergeant's orders.

Since the only documentation listed for that is Mr. T’s autobiography, I am going to call BS on that. 70 trees in 3½ hours is one tree every three minutes. Unless this was a tree farm with 1-2 inch trunks, this is impossible. I doubt you could take down 70 full-sized trees in 3½ hours with a chainsaw.