The Clog

The latest, most triumphant return of America's most infrequently published Sporps Periodical. This issue is about the music of sports, from devotional cumbias about Maradona to the novelty recordings of a Yinzer sports bard.

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As MTV2's flirtily bizarre collaboration with Major League Baseball reaches double digits, it enters its baroque/recycling-old-stuff period. Don't worry, Fat Joe is still around.

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On the experience of winning a Stanley Cup, without so much as one loss, from a very comfortable seat.

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Off The Bat is now nearly ten episodes old, and still a long way from good. Instead of stressing over how and why Fat Joe still can't pronounce Yasiel Puig's name, maybe it's better to wonder how this is still on the air. The answer to that question lies in MTV2's similarly baffling existence.

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Super-prospect Gregory Polanco is finally on his way to Pittsburgh. How and why this well-deserved call took so long to come has a lot to do with MLB's broken Super Two system, but also something to do with the micro-scale workaday weirdness of the Pirates.

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In which our heroes more or less give up on the baseball aspect of things and focus more on Yo Gotti, junket-jumping, and violence against Tampa Bay Rays.

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A Saturday afternoon White Sox game is usually a profoundly restful experience. On bobble head day, it's something else entirely.

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Five episodes in, "Off The Bat" throws a curve by delivering a really good segment. Also: crude sex idiocies and frappucino punchlines.

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Marc Maron, the defensive artist formerly known as Metta World Peace, and a bunch of mostly douchey-seeming dudes made a movie called All Wifed Out. There are no wives in it. It's complicated, and it's not.

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CC Sabathia visited Dr. James Andrews and escaped. And yet there is still the sense that the end is near, if not nearly here.

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