The DFO Interview: Drew Magary

laserguru - July 30, 2017

In honor of [Door Flies Open]'s 2nd anniversary we reached back in time and reached out in person to interview one of the founding fathers of our former motherblog Kissing Suzy Kolber. On July 10th I attended a book reading/signing in Manhattan Beach, CA. The author on hand was none other

The Unbearable Litness of Being Josh Gordon

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Rikki-Tikki-Deadly - June 28, 2017

All Josh's friends knew about Marie-Jane; they all knew about the bong with the oversized glass carb. But no one knew about the salvia. Josh was wrong when he thought the commissioner had told the other teams about why Josh had failed his most recent drug test. Salvia was a wonderful

Discussion: Is this a “signed” book?

laserguru - March 29, 2017

Note: sorry for the rotated images. The book you see in the banner image arrived at my house on Tuesday of this week. I pre-ordered the book about 2 weeks ago. Obviously the book is about the Cubs winning the World Series last year, here's an excerpt if you are interested. The

End Times

The Right Reverend Electric Mayhem - January 29, 2017January 29, 2017

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And they worshiped the Beast, saying, "Who is like unto the Beast? Who can make war with him?" -Revelations 13:4

The Bridge Over the River Kwater

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Rikki-Tikki-Deadlier - September 28, 2016September 27, 2016

In the past, Mike Zimmer’s high regard for discipline had been a byword in various parts of Minnesota and Ohio. In 2016 it was once again in evidence, in Charlotte, during the disaster which followed the injury to Adrian Peterson. When orders came through from team headquarters to give up the

The Wins of Winter (Part 2)

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Rikki-Tikki-Deadly - June 22, 2016June 22, 2016

It didn't seem possible that a ball thrown thirty yards in the air could land so softly. But it did, nestling into Coby's outstretched hands as he crossed the goal line. He felt the safety's hand slap haplessly against his left shoulder, and let out a scream of triumph. He

The Wins of Winter (Part 1)

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Rikki-Tikki-Deadly - June 15, 2016June 15, 2016

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Snow. In Oakland. Unbelievable. "You know nothing, Weather Underground," thought Coby Fleener as he watched the snowflakes float down into the Coliseum. Coby had seen his share of cold days growing up in Joliet, and later in Indianapolis, but he'd never seen snow fall from the sky near San Francisco Bay. He'd never

The Curse of the Gypsy

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Rikki-Tikki-Deadly - May 18, 2016May 17, 2016

"Rex!" someone called from the other side of the door. "Are you in there? Are you decent? Please tell me you don't have a dead hooker in there! Open this up or I'm gonna break it in! Rex! Rex!" Okay, Rex tried to say, and no sound came out of his

[BOOK FLIES OPEN]: Andrew Luck Knows How to Read

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BrettFavresColonoscopy - April 26, 2016April 26, 2016

It's been a busy past few days in NFL News: Josh Norman signed with the [REDACTED]s and shortly thereafter admitted that he tried and failed to go crawling back to the Panthers; Sam Bradford demanded a trade and said he wouldn't show up to OTAs in protest of the Eagles'

Ben and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance

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Rikki-Tikki-Deadly - April 6, 2016April 5, 2016

Stuck-up bitches. That's what I want to talk about today. Back on our trip down to Milledgeville you'll remember I talked about how formal scientific method could be applied to the process of getting some skank to shine your knob through the study of chains of cause and effect and the

Haslam Shrugged

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Rikki-Tikki-Deadly - March 23, 2016March 22, 2016

The doorbell was ringing like an alarm, In a long, demanding scream, broken by the impatient stabs of someone's frantic finger. Leaping out of bed, Joe Thomas noticed the cold, pale sunlight of late morning and a clock on a distant spire marking the hour of ten. He had lifted weights

Fifty Shades of Gravy (Part 1)

Rikki-Tikki-Deadly - December 9, 2015December 8, 2015

The first thing I notice about Mr. Irsay's office is the smell; leather, stale human sweat, spilled beer. It reminds me so much of the fraternity houses in Palo Alto, places that my roommate Coby Fleener would venture into for an occasional “big night out” but I avoided as much I