translating
sports
*so the boys don't have to.
a group chat for game nights: your crew, plus a little ghost that helps decode why someone's screaming.
the game is in the room,
not the screen.
play it like a pro.
sports media optimizes for the game. we don't. we optimize for the gathering — the couch, the snacks, the group thread, the post-mortem texts at 1 a.m.
the app is small on purpose. a chat with your crew. a third commentator who gets the room. one button, wait, what?, when you missed something.
no public timeline. no strangers in your thread. no stats avalanche, no fantasy ledger, no betting line crawling across the screen.
for the people who already speak fluent sports — and the people who'd rather speak fluent them.
three screens.
that's it.
pregame: rsvp the crew. live: chat with bb in the loop. recap: a short editorial from someone who was watching with you. that's the whole app.
ballbot.
your third commentator. dry, observational, old enough to misremember. chimes in with takes, answers when asked, never coaches.
- born inside a 100-year-old jockstrap
- haunts the rafters of every stadium
- has seen every game ever played
- remembers most of them, mostly correctly
- never picked a team. couldn't, if asked.
before tip-off.
pregame: be prepped knowing what's at stake and why it matters. show up excited.
marquez is back from the il. fourth start. arm looks honest.
maxey is averaging 31 since the tatum injury. nobody is talking about this.
crosby is forty in august. he still does this every other shift.
detroit hasn't lost at home in fourteen months. lambeau brought a tarp.
ionescu was three rebounds short of a triple-double. in her sleep.
machado yelled the entire third inning. it counted as cardio.
curry passed his own three-point record on a tuesday. nobody mentioned it.
mcdavid has had one off-night this season. statistically. cosmically.
marquez is back from the il. fourth start. arm looks honest.
maxey is averaging 31 since the tatum injury. nobody is talking about this.
crosby is forty in august. he still does this every other shift.
detroit hasn't lost at home in fourteen months. lambeau brought a tarp.
ionescu was three rebounds short of a triple-double. in her sleep.
machado yelled the entire third inning. it counted as cardio.
curry passed his own three-point record on a tuesday. nobody mentioned it.
mcdavid has had one off-night this season. statistically. cosmically.
six sports.
one chat.
live play-by-play brings the broadcast to the chat, ensuring you don't miss a beat. ask bb anything you need to know… from “why's that a foul?” to “how does amon-ra dance like that?”
recaps that
impress.
get a solid, sharable post-game recap while the boys are still arguing in the parking lot.
mets held on. barely.
cincinnati loaded the bases in the ninth and remembered, too late, that baseball doesn't care how close you came.
ninth inning, two outs, bases loaded after a walk to higgins — blake dunn struck out swinging and the season stayed what it was.
“the reds had every chance in the world and dunn just… swung at air.”
“devin williams came in cold in the ninth and got through it — the mets' bullpen held when it mattered.”
things to say
at the bar.
a handful of one-liners bb leaves in the chat after the buzzer — so you have something to bring up at brunch tomorrow.
A note from the founder
i've been going to phillies games with my husband for years. the boys are great. the conversation still moves at a speed i can't always track.
i built hail mary because the door being open isn't the same as being in the room. ballbot is the friend you brought — the one who whispers what's actually going on, never makes you feel small for asking, and has takes you actually want to hear.
it's a small app. it's a big idea. i hope you join us.
save me
a seat,
would you?
one note. when we open. no notifications during dinner.
the chat is on. the room is open.