I love sports clichÃ©s; you can say so much with such little effort. But SportsSay can’t you see? When you attack my flock of fledglings, my gaggle of gagsters, my boy/men who blog, you have to face me. Yes, Adam, Tim, Rod, and Paul love to take their best shots at the DMN, but Dudes you’ve got to stand tall, give 110 percent, take one (or ten) for the team, play one hit (or ball) at a time, and–here is the best advice I can give–always watch your back, keep your head on a swivel, and be prepared to muck it up in the corners. You can’t hurt my feelings, I’m Teflon coated. Don’t ever forget: I am the Earth Mother, and you are all flops. (Except my baby brother. He bats 1,000.) Back to you, Grumpy.