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Pit Your Wits Week 5: Eat Your Feelings

And I gotta lotta feelings.

Jeff Zelevansky

Last week I asked you write a caption. I regret to inform the winners that the previously allocated New Yorker subscription budget has been re-purposed for the Snakepit Writers Ice Cream Fund. Sorry gang, but the consolation prize is you get listed below:


I have to go now

My planet needs me.

"To manufactured triumph!"

The controversial Minnesota judge

awarded Owings a 10.47

How you play the game is for college ball. When you're playing for money, winning is the only thing that matters. - Durocher


Diamondbacks player

suspended for being high as a kite…

Whatever you've got planned, forget it. I'm the Doctor. I'm from the planet Gallifrey, in the constellation of Kasterborous. I am the Oncoming Storm, the Bringer of Darkness. And you... are basically just a rabbit, aren't you? ~The Doctor
Dodgers HBP this season: 3

They say the secret to flying

Is to aim for the ground and miss, just like our pitching.

Base paths?

Where we are going, we don’t need base paths.

Somewhere, Eric Byrnes is wiping a tear from his eye

by Xipooo on Apr 9, 2014 | 4:18 PM

You (CarGo) are the wind beneath my wings

" The future ain't what it used to be "



Everybody hit the deck!

Heath Bell Syndrome is like the Chicken Pox. Even if you get rid of it, it comes back as the Shingles of bullpen failures.
Will buy dinner for the next D-back to convert 10 straight save opportunities.

After 4 weeks our leaderboard looks like this:

Name Gold Silver Bronze Total Points
kishi 3 0 0 9
Diamondhacks 2 1 0 8
imstillhungry95 0 2 0 4
Clefo 1 0 0 3
AzRattler 0 0 3 3
4 Corners Fan 0 1 0 2
Jim McLennan 0 1 0 2
benhat 0 1 0 2
piratedan7 0 1 0 2
blank_38 0 1 0 2
SenSurround 0 1 0 2
Mornall 0 1 0 2
Opoohwan 0 1 0 2
Xipooo 0 1 0 2
Fangdango 0 1 0 2
PR151 0 1 0 1
preston.salisbury 0 0 1 1

This week's prompt:

Create a Diamondbacks inspired dish in our Abomination Kitchen to describe this season so far.

As usual, rec, rec, rec until Daddy takes the T-bird away!