You made it! It’s finally the end of another work week. Sure, the weekend has lost a bit of its luster lately, but no work is still no work, even if it is just sitting at home doing nothing. I mean, unless you have kids or a family or responsibilities and if so, that’s a “you” problem. Or in this case, it’s Jose Canseco’s problem.

This is the type of moment that occurs once, maybe twice in a lifetime. The biggest meathead to ever play the game misplays a fly ball just to have it cruise past his glove and right into his roid inflated cranium. If that wasn’t enough, the ball magically makes its way off Mr. Canseco’s head over the wall for a round tripper. What an asshole.

This is not just the most perfect sports moment of all time, it is the most perfect ANY moment of all time. It’s like this moment was created in a lab, just for us. White coats all around, bunsen burners aflame, beakers full of piss, just making the difficult decisions that will impact and further us as a society. I am not a religious man but when things like this occur, it makes me a momentary believer. This cannot happen.

Not only can it not happen but that it happened to THIS man?

If that is not the doings of a higher power then I don’t know what is. Not only does this prove there is a god but it also shows that they have one hell of a sense of humor.

Last week I brought you an avian assassination. This week, a dinger off the dome. What could I possibly retread for cheap page views and upvotes from the past next week? The sky is truly the limit here at theturfsports.com. We really do cover everything.