Alf Valenti

@KeruboSk Usually leftovers from dinner the night before. But not right away. Last night’s dinner was ham and scalloped potatoes. Had that around noon today.

Can y’all be honest: what do you actually eat for breakfast? Because some people really think we’re out here having pancakes, French toast, waffles with syrup, hashbrowns, eggs, toast, bacon and sausage… every single day.

@TheExtremeMusi1 Primus. RHCP, Rush, etc. so many.

What BAND wouldn't be the SAME without THEIR bassist???

@eatinerni Onion, if that counts.

Add 1 veggie 🥕 Don’t you dare say bacon 😡

@WilburSample @OleTimeHardball Puckett was 35 and played in 300 more games than Munson. And had 5 more WAR. I’m not arguing against Puckett. I’m just saying they’re analogous.

@AlfVal @OleTimeHardball They're miles better than Munson's and it isn't like he played a thousand more games. Munson wasn't struck down in his prime, either. He was 32 and the argument depends on him aging like a new Barry Bonds, rather than like every other catcher of the 70s.

You hold the deciding vote in the Hall of Fame case for Thurman Munson. Does he get in?

@WilburSample @OleTimeHardball I’m not taking away what Puckett did. He was great. But his counting stats aren’t Hall of Fame worthy. He was great until he couldn’t be because of a condition that robbed him of his ability. I’d say death robbed Thurman of his ability to put up those same stats.

@AlfVal @OleTimeHardball Not even close. Puckett did things unprecedented in a generation.

@OleTimeHardball Like, they should have waived the 5 year waiting period and inducted him immediately after his death.

@OleTimeHardball This has always baffled me. He was on a path to be an all-time great catcher and died at the age of 32. If they put Kirby Puckett in for losing his eyesight, they should have opened the doors for Thurman.

@OneWayMusicX Baba O’Riley.

You Get One Pick: What Song Are You Playing On These Speakers? 👇

@kat_maryb Just went to a Dyngus Day celebration and had lots of kielbasa and kraut! If you haven’t heard of Dyngus Day it is a tradition in Polish and other Eastern European countries around Easter. It was brought to the US by immigrants from the region.

I very rarely post food, except for bacon of course, but I love me some sauerkraut and kielbasa. How bout you?

@Roger774501171 I might add Ichiro in there. But of those listed I’d say Deion.

Who would win this foot race in their primes 🤔 Kenny Lofton Deion sanders Juan Pierre Rickey Henderson Carl Crawford Bo Jackson

@whoinvitedjon Buy it and freeze it. We use about 2 lbs a month and it will last in the freezer for up to a year.

Butter was on sale for half price at Costco, but it said limit of 50 per customer. Who the hell is buying 50 lbs of butter?!

@20th_Centurygal Earth, Wind and Fire.

Name a band whose name is 4 words long or longer...🎶🎸 Let's see how many we can come up with.

@theRealJoeGato @CynicalPublius I love how every few years they seem to find a bunch of pallets of the McRibs tucked away in a freezer and bring it back.

@CynicalPublius McRib Anyone?

When I first started posting on X there was a particular declarative post that generated more passionate outrage and debate than anything else I had ever posted. I'm going to post it again now. Ready? The best fast food item in the USA is the McDonald's Filet-o-Fish sandwich. Come at me bro.

@mkhammer It made my heart burst reading this. Thank you so much for your witness. “Be Not Afraid!” There is a reason that Pope John Paul II began his first address with just those words.

I took this picture on April 5, 2015, the last time my birthday fell on Easter. It was not a great day for me. I fought back tears at church, and not in the overwhelmed-by God's-great-mercy way. Little did I know at the time, my year was going to take much worse turns. But I was newly pregnant with my second child, and though very sick and feeling pretty sorry for myself that Easter morning, I knew I was blessed with this new life and a Savior who loves me. I took this photo because it was a reminder of new life and bread of life, and the light of the world. Later that year, I would lose my husband while 7 months pregnant. He died in September. My daughter was born in November. A lot of people wonder, and have asked me, how does one keep her faith through those dark days. I always wondered, how could I have made it through without it? I was angry and scared and so, so thankful I had met Jesus before that moment. I met Him while reading one of those 90s teen study bibles with neon graphics, in my childhood bedroom. In my sad, grey adult bedroom, I woke up panicking in the night, but He was always with me. I prayed Jeremiah 29:11 to calm myself down: "'For I know the plans I have for you,' declares the Lord. 'Plans to prosper you and not to harm you. Plans to give you hope and a future.'" I prayed it even though I didn't really believe it at the time. It's not that Jesus solved all my problems in this fallen world or fixed my immediate pain right up. But I was in it with Him and with His promises. And he put the kind of brother in my life who would move in with me to help raise the kids for six months. He put parents in my life who showed up every weekend. He put a neighbor in my life who mowed my lawn every week and another who was a SEAL wife and understood grief like few do, and a best friend who could work out my paperwork (death is so much paperwork) when I couldn't. "God whispers to us in our pleasures, speaks to us in our conscience, but shouts to us in our pain: it is His megaphone to rouse a deaf world," C.S. Lewis writes in "The Problem of Pain." I learned a lot while I was being shouted at. I think about Jeremiah 29:11 and 11 years ago today. I think about how my little girl who was not yet born then baked my birthday cake today. I think about how she has three siblings now and the most amazing dad— I remarried in 2020 and he adopted the girls. He took all four of our kids to the store to pick out something for my birthday and then let them each choose a walkout song on the karaoke machine as he gave them a Bruce Buffer announcement call when they came down the stairs to present them to me. I think about how they've gained grandparents and cousins and love and faith. (Our first holiday with Steve's family was Easter, and I took it as a good sign.) I pray they've watched our lives and gained trust in their Lord. I think about how my patience was tested by them several times today, as the patience of a parent always is, and how infinite my Father in heaven's patience for me must be. I think about how much I love each of them, and how much my heart grew when each was born just to fit it all in, and how much greater still is my Father's love for me. I think about how much I have to learn and how my faith is still not as mature as it should be at this point (occasionally illustrated on this app). Today in the car, my kids requested "No Fear" by @jonreddick , "Your Way's Better," by @forestfrank , and "Jesus Is Alive, It's a Happy Day" — that one came with sign language by the 3- and 4-year-old, which I recommend for making your heart soar on a Sunday. They listen to secular music, too, but those are their favorites. One time, reading the Christmas story with my kids, I read "Do not be afraid, for behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy which will be to all people," and my eldest (about 5 at the time) said, "Mom, the angel always says that!" She's right, the angel always says that! It is so hard not to be afraid, but we have a Good Shepherd. Our lives were touched by death, but He has conquered it. My kids like new worship songs, but I love the classics, and today as on every Easter, I sang "Blessed Assurance," because Jesus is mine. And in the darkest times, He is new life and bread of life, and the light of the world. I am remembering to rejoice in that every day.

@axlebee @PitchingNinja Watch the highlights of Kerry Wood’s 20k game. Every other pitch looked like this.

This might be the greatest pitch I’ve ever seen

@Gentleman_Ways I recently went to a nice restaurant with younger friends and one guy was wearing a baseball hat. I took it off his head and reminded him that we were inside and that there were women present. We all got a laugh out of it but I think it matters.

There was a time when how a man spoke, dressed, and carried himself mattered. This is The Ways of a Gentleman. I write about bringing those standards back through culture, etiquette, and timeless values. Give me a follow if you believe these standards are worth preserving.

@nut_history Rod Carew

Name a good player that barely hit any home runs that you loved to watch

@DrewPavlou @irishspy @grok is this AI?

“Is it a little bit homophobic to focus on the straights of Hormuz rather than the gays of Hormuz?” No Kings protester, completely serious: “Yes, absolutely, I agree.”

@NamethatYank Jack Clark

If I were to ask you to Name a random power hitter you’ve seen play for the Yanks, what Name comes to mind? I’ll say Chris Carter, the Rhino!

@NamethatYank Hensley Meulens

Name the most random Yankee that comes to mind when I say the word “outfielder”.