Q: Hey Kris, What Did You Eat In The Press Dining Room Last Night?

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A: Hey kids. Good question. I had a salad, a bowl of chowder, a Fenway Frank, a slice of cheese pizza (not pictured), carrots, two scoops of mashed potatoes and a giant slab of rare roast beef. With gravy.


Q: That's it?

A: No, I also had some vanilla soft serve with Butterfinger on it.


Q: You're a pig.

A: That's not a question.

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Kris, did you wash it down with a diet soda because you are watching your weight?

Q: You're a pig.
A: That's not a question.

Oh, no questions asked.

How are the bathrooms in the press box?

If you'd tried to slip Heidi the tongue, like I told you to, she would have loved that managerie of flavors!

Jesus. Just imagine some fat sports writer stuffing his face with all that food provided by the team then him writing a piece criticizing the organization for something like not spending enough in the off season.

On the plus side, I hear the vomitorium is nice.

In defense of the portly Red Sox beat writers, the food is not free.

But they get reimbursed by their employer, so EAT UP, BOYS!

*Bookmarks page for next sports writer who complains about the collapse of the newspaper*

That's not chowder...

Most sites just post boobs when they want added traffic. Rob and Kris go the extra mile (and then drop an In-n-Out reference).

Clean food, please.

In that case, sir, may I advise against the sports writer eating the clam chowder?

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