Big Leagues Dreamer Mugs

Rudy, let's work together. Forget it. I'm a citizen journalist -- A lone wolf. I'll give you $15 per blog post plus bonuses based on how much traffic your stories attract. Nope. I'll let you cover Apple and you can get a discount iPod when you review the new product. Welcome to the big leagues. Welcome to the big leagues.

"I was sent down to the minors and from there to Europe, and one thing just led to another."

"I wanted to be a baseball player 'til I found out they send you to the showers."

Elvis Presley

A bunch of baseball players sitting on a baseball diamond watching TV.

Steve Howe.

"Whaddya want for nineteen mil?"

'I'm sure I could lie on my back waving my feet in the air if I could play the saxophone.'

Midnight Basketball

'I was up twice and got one hit, which gives me an lifetime average of 500!'

Baseball Dreams

So close... Yet so far.

Ahhh, spring baseball.

"Okay, if it hits the wall it's a triple, and if it goes through Mr. Baker's window, that's a home run."

Not The Real Me

'I like the way you handle responsibility, Mac, so I'm going to blame some stuff on you.'

'I want to be a professional Polo player too when I grow up...Can I have your autograph please?'

Pink Floyd.

'I can just see him twenty years down the road pitching for the Giants.'

"Coach said I can be catcher if I gain 30 pounds."

"You want England to win what!? Put me back in the lamp!"

'Roger has his heart set on Texas, for the chili cook-off season!'

Unemployment Office. Apply Here. What type of hourly waage were you thinking about? The pro-baseball type!

He had finally calculated that the Cubs would win the Series.

'No, Billy, their first baseman is messing with your head. You won't go to hell for stealing second.'

"Our band is called 'Paper'. We'll be covering some rock for you this evening."

"Why are you studying? Go outside and practice shooting three pointers, so you can ear big bucks like Steph Curry."

'Kid, go out there and play like you're worth 29 million plus signing bonus, buyouts, and endorsement deals. '

"He calls himself 'The Hedge!'"

'Choked on his own vomit. I wonder how many points you get for that.'

'We're sending you down, Hartnett. You need to work on your scratching and spitting.'

'Have you heard the fisherman's song. . .To dream the impossibe bream.'

"I'm sorry but Mr. Berrell is in Port St. Lucie trying out for the Mets."

It's been awhile, so to refresh your memory - what you need in your car for winter snowstorms...

Wordplay: Mind Games.