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That would make him really old. The mound was at 50'. Changed in 1893. After Gibsons 1.12 ERA in '68, it was changed from 15" high to 10".

1968. 1.12 ERA resulting in mound change. 13 shutouts. When you are so good that they change the field dimensions because of you, you are noteworthy.

I think he's one of those classic inferiority complex guys who tries to over compensate by trying to be a tough guy. I could not stand him when he was a Bill, but the nail in the coffin for me occurred when the Bills beat the Redskins in DC in 2007. Some will recall. It was the week after Sean Taylor was killed. The Bills beat the then Redskins on an end of game field goal. I was at that game. Near the end, when Trent Edwards hit Josh Reed for a first down against Gregg's defense, I started watching him. When Lindell hit the game winner, he took his headset off and walked with undeniable "look at me" drama away from the 'Skin bench. He stopped alone, about 20 yards away from anybody on the team with clear look of disgust on his face. During stints with the Rams and Browns, where his preseason "work" was put on display, I became truly disgusted. Biggest ass in the league.

Favorite story about Gibson: His catcher, Tim McCarver goes to the mound to talk to him. Gibson told him to go back to the plate but said: "The only thing you know about pitching is that you can't hit it."

Agree or not, MLB would take care of this.

Has anyone else seen enough of this punk? Last night was typical for his "coached" teams. The NFLPA ought to send owners a statement that nobody will play for him. He is a threat to the career of anyone on the opposing team. At a minimum, with the game out of hand, which his often are, some offense should run a play that ends up with a full speed tight end running over him on the sideline. The man is disgusting, and its been going on for a long time.

The faster somebody knocks the extra g out of Gregg, the better. The single biggest punk and slime in the NFL. All players should beware of him. Evidence on display last night for all to see.

It was on the road. Abbott Road.

Wow. Congrats.

Very sorry. Been there.

Awe come on. I delivered it for three years. Never missed a day. Set me up as an early riser for the rest of life. Good things happen before 8 AM. Bad things after 9PM.

He was O for the afternoon. Hopefully, an anomaly.

Pegulas don't control the airspace. What it requires is that they get out of there before game time. Flying drones or other aircraft over stadiums is prohibited. I expect there will be a network replay of it, but they will be gone by noon.

No puncture of the thoracic cavity, thank goodness. Next time you see a toad hiding under a log or piece of wood and wonder how it stays alive while the thing over it is being walked on, notice its posture and ability to get real "flat." Worked for me.

We made our peace, but got rid of the Kubota for a 50hp Deere last year.

I was trying to repair a very small hydraulic fluid leak under a 45hp tractor that weighed about 4000 pounds and had a 500 pound mower attached to the back. I was underneath and tightening a bolt when the wrench slipped and hit the mechanical link from the foot pedal to the hydrostatic transmission, and the tractor started forward, jumping a chock I had in front of it.. The turf tire grabbed my shirt sleeve in about a tenth of a second and there was no time to get out. Tractor ran over my chest with me face down, luckily in an area of our landscaping that had about thee inches of mulch, so it compressed a bit, probably saving my life. Got all the ribs on the right side, and all but three on the left. Got up, got the tractor shut down, came in and sat on the couch and my wife came in the room and told me I looked horrible. I told her what happened and she drove me to the hospital.

No collapsed lung, but otherwise related. I hold, (I was told), the University of Virginia Medical Center record for most broken ribs and surviving. 21 of the human allotment of 24 broken. Only five required titanium patches. Don't ask.

Simply a transcendent player.

Did I call this? Turnover and touchdown.

Dress be damned, and since we're talking Paris, Musee D'orsay > than the Louvre. Highly recommend.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. "Sail on, nor fear to breast the sea!Our hearts, our hopes, are all with thee.Our hearts, our hopes, our prayers, our tears,Our faith triumphant o'er our fears,Are all with thee, -are all with thee!"

The game within the game. I want the Bills offense to be really dominant tomorrow, and I want to see the destruction of the two people I despise most in the NFL. A. Henry Anderson. Charge: Trying to take out Hauschka with an incredibly cheap shot. Trying to end Josh Allen's year and maybe his career by a pathetic crawling attempt to mush ligaments. B. Gregg Williams. Charge: A dirty, slimy punk of a personality who is the the lowest human being in the NFL, but has turned down countless jobs, including devising the successful immunization that will end the Covid crisis.

Nope. Its just an observation, and if the Bills get up by 16 this week, I'm not going to be worried. But still......maybe a little.

Can't say for sure, but I'd bet the Bills were the first team in history to begin their season and end their season in games where a 16-0 score was lost by the team up by 16.

I didn't hijack any thread, and I have no interest in being "accepted." Your reaction was ill informed and silly. The fact is that what has been claimed is not only inaccurate, but impossible. Completely, physically impossible. I am extremely informed on what happened that day, and that didn't happen. Your's is a really stupid post, as was your reaction to my suggestion that what happened on June 6 1944 was not perfect.