Discovery Shark Week is back and it's crunch time. The pop culture phenomenon returns with an amazing lineup of 20 brand new shows. On night one, Discovery is doing an event called Dancing with Sharks. That's people. Dancing with Sharks. It's something you must see to believe, but it doesn't stop there. From testing Shark Venom on a human to placing a camera inside a shark's mouth,

Discovery Shark Week is pushing the limits like never before, and is a week everyone will be talking

about. Shark Week starts this Sunday, July 20th, at 8 on Discovery. Mike, you know I have one rule

to live by, right? Don't place parlays on multiple long shots. Don't say a game is one when it hasn't hit triple zero. Always drink your Yeagermeister ice cold. That's the rule. Everything else is merely a suggestion. Everything else? Everything else. Wearing clean underwear every day? Well, that's just a personal decision. Brushing your teeth. Obviously smart, but not a rule.

Never pee-pee on an electric fence. Okay, maybe there are two rules. But the one that is 100% that I insist on completely, Yeagermeister must be drank ice cold. Or don't drink it at all. Damn, that's cold. Exactly. You're finally starting to get it. Drink responsibly. Yeagermeister liqueur 35% alcohol by volume imported by mass Yeagermeister U.S. White Plains, New York. Now is a good time to remember where tequila's story truly began. In 1795, Cuervo invented tequila. Quervo. What are you doing here? Quervo. Anytime someone says quervo, I show up.

Well, I do know that to be true, but even during and reads, like... Quervo. I think you could lay out, especially for one of our great partners. Sweet, delicious quervo. Since then, Cuervo is stayed true to its roots. The same family, the same land, the same passion. So, enjoy the tequila that started it all.

Quervo.

Quervo.

The tequila that started it all.

Quervo.

Quirvo.

The tequila.

That invented tequila.

Broximo.com. Please drink responsibly.

Quervo.

Imagine my confusion this morning, Zaz, when I walk in here today, and I decided to shut off my brain last night. I was not going to pay attention

to the All-Star game and not do anything other than try to rest my head. And at three o'clock in

the morning, I wake up, I go to the bathroom, I look at my iPad, and it says that the All-Star game has ended in a

tie. Yeah. I closed my iPad, and I don't think about it again. Right. I come in this morning,

and what is happening inside of Metal Arc Media is a whole bunch of goofballs yelling at each other

about baseball being back.

And I'm like, okay, well, what happened between me seeing that the All-Star game ended in a tie again and this room that hasn't wanted to talk baseball with me for five years?

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