You still the man, Rick . . . You still the man. more ›

With the start of the World Baseball Classic upon us, we thought we'd let SFist Jon and SFist Jake duke it out over whether this thing will be any good. There wasn't much duking to be had, however, because both Jon and Jake pretty much agreed that this just might be the best thing ever. And despite all the naysayers, the cynics, and George Steinbrenner's whining, they're both excited as hell. In short, SFist's official stance is this: Play ball! more ›

Rarely a day late, always a few dollars short. more ›

A large portion of Western literature doesn't make sense to California kids. Specifically, we don't get all those poems about springtime, because it just doesn't feel like that big a deal. This is not to say that "there are no seasons in California." Rather, we mean that spring is nice, sure, but so are summer and fall, and Indian summer, and hey, winter isn't really that bad, either. There seem to be more poems about one season than it really warrants, is all. more ›

Our fevered dreams of watching Barry Bonds hitting the game-winning home run against the Dominicans in the World Baseball Classic as fireworks explode below soaring eagles, all to the strains of "God Bless the U.S.A" will sadly go unrealized as Barry has announced that he has dropped out of playing in the WBC. On his Web site, the Barry claims that with his knees being what they are, it would be in the best interests of his "family, the Giants, and our fans that I sit the WBC out." And yes, apparently he let the world know not the customary way of calling everyone up-- like Bud Selig or the people running Team USA-- but instead by letting them know by posting on his blog. Hey, how else is he going to get people to go to his Web site? It's either this way or saying he's got the Britney/K-Fed sex tape. more ›