Kenneth Marino of FDNY Rescue Ladder 1 loved his children, his wife and baseball - specifically, Ken Griffey Jr. 🎥 MLB Network Special: When America Took the Field - tonight at 10pm ET

Want to win a free spot in the '86 Fleer basketball break? I'm giving 1 away! To enter for a chance to in, 1) follow, 2) repost, and 3) reply, letting me know which non-Jordan card is your favorite in this set. :) #tradingcards #thehobby

Want to win a free spot in this week's '86 Fleer or '55 Bowman breaks? I'm giving away a spot in each! To enter for a chance to win: 1) follow, 2) repost, 3) and reply, letting me know if you're more of a baseball or basketball collector. Available for purchase on Friday @ 4 PM CT. Broadcast Monday night @ 9 PM CT. #tradingcards #thehobby

I gave out 7-1 for my Germany prediction. It’s 3-1 at half. If I end up being correct, I will buy and ship a National Team Kit of your choice to 1 random person who likes and RTs this 💪

No sale this weekend, so let's do a free giveaway. Here's another vintage cigarette package filled with pre-war cigarette sports and non-sports trading cards from the 1930s. Simply follow and retweet / repost this for a chance to win. Will draw a winner on Sunday (5/24).

Sitcoms of the past convinced me that I’d be auctioned off for charity to a room full of frothing women numerous times in my life…

Lieutenant Michael P. Murphy (1976–2005) was a Penn State Class of 1998 graduate who earned dual B.A. degrees with honors in political science and psychology. A native of Patchogue, New York, he turned down law school to become a U.S. Navy SEAL (BUD/S Class 236), earning the rank of lieutenant and serving with SEAL Delivery Vehicle Team 1 out of Pearl Harbor. On June 28, 2005, during Operation Red Wings in Afghanistan’s Hindu Kush mountains, Murphy led a four-man reconnaissance team tasked with locating a Taliban commander. Ambushed by superior enemy forces, he heroically moved into the open, exposed to heavy gunfire, to radio for extraction and support, saving the lives of his teammates at the cost of his own. For this selfless courage, President George W. Bush posthumously awarded him the Medal of Honor in 2007, the first for a Navy service member since Vietnam. He also received the Silver Star and Purple Heart. His story is immortalized in Marcus Luttrell’s bestselling book Lone Survivor and the 2013 film of the same name, in which Taylor Kitsch portrayed Murphy. In his honor, the Navy commissioned the guided-missile destroyer USS Michael Murphy (DDG-112) in 2012. Today, the ship bearing his name continues the fight in the Arabian Sea while American forces enforce a naval blockade, directing 51 vessels away from Iran. A true Penn Stater and American hero—never forgotten. #WeAre #PennState

i can still live another 50 years if @Mike_Pence has the courage

Saquon Barkley was RIDICULOUS at Penn State 🫢

College football programs that produced the most first round EDGE players in the NFL Draft modern era 💥 💥 Penn State: 9 💥 Ohio State: 8 💥 USC: 8 💥 North Carolina: 8 💥 Florida State: 7

In honor of a very successful Opening Weekend at PNC Park, we're giving away this team-autographed poster. RT for your chance to win! 🏴‍☠️

MLB's No. 1 prospect Konnor Griffin is set to make his big league debut for the @Pirates today, so we're giving away a signed jersey! Follow and repost for your chance to win.

Bringing 20 of these out of the vault for #NationalTradingCardDay! RT for a chance to win one!

In December 2025, former US Senator @BenSasse announced that he had been diagnosed with stage 4 pancreatic cancer. That's the primary topic for this @UncKnowledge conversation about mortality, faith, and what truly matters when time is short. Talking to host @P_M_Robinson, Sasse reflects on "redeeming the time"—holding ambition lightly, loving family more deliberately, and resisting the urge to make politics or professional success the center of life. The discussion also covers Sasse's thoughts on the failures of Congress; the dangers of a fragmented, attention-starved republic; the crisis of higher education; and the moral challenges of technological abundance. He speaks candidly and movingly about regret, forgiveness, prayer, and suffering—arguing that while death is a real enemy, it does not get the final word. Watch the full conversation on X:

HBD 🎂 2/15/1983 to former #Pittsburgh #Pirates catcher Russell Martin! Seems like as good an excuse as any to post the following video: #LetsGoBucs

John Ekdahl was my best friend. He died today of cancer, at 47. I know that some of you knew and loved John, so I thought I’d let you all know. I have set up a GoFundMe for his family, which is linked in this tweet. John and I “met” on Twitter about 13 years ago, and then, a couple of years later, met in person at the 2014 NRA Convention in Indianapolis. We quickly realized that we had a lot of the same interests—technology, amusement parks, baseball (we were both Yankees fans)—and soon started texting about everything and nothing. In 2015, when I published my book, the first stop on my promotional tour was in Jacksonville, where John lived. I asked him which hotel I should stay at, and he said that, instead, I should stay with him and his family. So I did. From that moment on, he and his wife (and their two kids—one of whom had just been born) became my closest friends. When, in 2017, my wife and I decided to move to Florida, John barraged me with propaganda about Jacksonville, and invited us to stay for a few days so that he and his wife could show us around. We were sold. John was like that. For the first few years after I moved to the United States, I wasn’t into the NFL. In 2016, this started to change, so John began a remote campaign to turn me into a Jaguars fan. “Jags are on,” he’d text apropos of nothing on a Sunday, even though he knew that, from Connecticut, the chance of my getting the game was close to zero. As part of this effort, I got weekly AFC South updates, a series of memes about Blake Bortles, and an introduction to the perfidious cabaret act that is the Tennessee Titans. John even invited me down to see a game against the Colts—which the Jaguars won 30-10. In my first real season as a fan, the Jaguars made the AFC Championship game, and were minutes away from making their first Super Bowl. After I moved down to Florida, John and I bought season tickets together, which we kept until the end. I had hoped devoutly that the Jaguars would make the Super Bowl this season—which was destined to be John’s last. During the pandemic, John and I started a business together that, relative to our expectations, did pretty well for a while. As is typical, most of our ideas didn’t pan out, but that didn’t matter. We had fun coming up with them at the bar, adding “just one more drink” to the tab to make sure that we hadn’t missed an angle or forgotten to write something crucial down on the back of an increasingly ragged napkin. I am 41-years-old and, with the exception of my wife, I’ve never met anyone who was easier to talk to than John. If we went for lunch, we’d go for hours, chatting about sports and rollercoasters and our kids and the new iPhone and the unforgivable changes that Disney made to Epcot in 1999. I shall miss that immensely. There was one thing we didn’t talk about: At no point since his diagnosis, did John and I ever acknowledge with each other how serious his condition was, or that, all things being equal, it was likely to take him before his time. From the start, it seemed that John silently picked me to be the person with whom he could pretend that everything was normal, and I fulfilled this role until the last. Even when things were clearly terrible, we’d make plans—to take a trip to New Hampshire with our families and friends; to ride the new rollercoaster at Epic Universe; to go to opening day at the new Jaguars Stadium in 2028; and more. The last time I saw him, I said the same thing as I said every time I'd chatted with him over the last 11 years: "Talk to you in a bit." gofund.me/20cbdce0f

Couldn’t make it to visit us at PiratesFest today? REPOST THIS for a chance to win a SIGNED Paul Skenes jersey!

REPOST THIS now for a chance to win a signed jersey from 2025 NL Cy Young Award winner, Paul Skenes!

Can’t wait for @SouthPark to continue its season-long drumbeat of how evil republicans are, while liberals keep attempting to and successfully assassinating conservatives

Aaron “doesn’t like to get hit” Rodgers with his 4th TD pass of the game