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bluejayhunter:

Colby Rasmus certainly has something to smile about.

Colby smiles are the happiest smiles.

torontobluejays:

These ladies were looking very stylish at Sunday’s game. We love our fans!

What a bunch of babes!

bluejaysbits:

Colby Rasmus was all smiles by the dugout tonight.

:)

bluejayhunter:

applebright:

What the.

captainlatte:

Scary clip of #Rays Will Rhymes collapsing after being hit by a pitch.

From Deadspin:
A horrifying scene unfolded at Tropicana Field in the bottom of the eighth inning of tonight’s Rays-Red Sox game as Tampa Bay infielder Will Rhymes collapsed on the field after being hit on the arm by a pitch from Boston’s Franklin Morales.

While Rhymes appeared to be okay after being hit, upon reaching first he gestured to the Rays dugout that he needed to be replaced—before collapsing into the arms of first base coach George Hendrick.

Rhymes lay motionless on the turf for several minutes before sitting upright and being taken off the field on a cart.

You can view the clip here:http://deadspin.com/5911001/rays-infielder-will-rhymes-passed-out-after-being-hit-by-a-pitch-tonight?utm_campaign=socialflow_deadspin_twitter&utm_source=deadspin_twitter&utm_medium=socialflow

Early reports say there’s no break, and that he fainted from the adrenaline rush. I really hope that he checks out ok.

(Grabbed this shot of Will just last night at the Blue Jays game. He’s a sweet guy, and he’s on Twitter @willrhymes)

So very scary. :( 

maggiesox:

Tom Hiddleston reads She Walks in Beauty by Lord Byron

She walks in beauty, like the night

   Of cloudless climes and starry skies;

And all that’s best of dark and bright

   Meet in her aspect and her eyes;

Thus mellowed to that tender light

   Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

One shade the more, one ray the less,

   Had half impaired the nameless grace

Which waves in every raven tress,

   Or softly lightens o’er her face;

Where thoughts serenely sweet express,

   How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.

And on that cheek, and o’er that brow,

   So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,

The smiles that win, the tints that glow,

   But tell of days in goodness spent,

A mind at peace with all below,

   A heart whose love is innocent!

WHAT. 

Oh my. Um.

bluejayhunter: