Friday, August 31, 2012

We Are The Squash-ed Bug

As a grizzled, leathery classic rocker once spoke/sang: "sometimes you're the windshield, sometimes you're the bug". Well, Hammers, last night we were most certainly the bug - which, to continue this analogy, makes them a small, quick, under-manned windshield that by all rights should have lost by forfeit were it not for the good-natured, optimistic spirit of the bug (and the threat of the windshield to pull up and leave if we forced them to forfeit).

That analogy was a mess.

But enough about the other team, and their fleet-footed, man-handling of us (although I do want to mention that one dude's awesome Russian Circles t-shirt, and that other dude's questionable battle cry of "I'm coming again!") - let's talk positives: despite the score, we moved the disk very well last night. On one particular point, I think everyone on the field advanced the disk at least once. We also displayed terrific patience, using our dumps effectively, and we frequently made it to "stall 7" before chucking the disk. I would also like to highlight some terrific cuts and catches by Michelle and Jean, and give props to the fantastic turnout at the diner for post-game beer (i.e. all those folks who responded positively to my shameless begging… hope you all got yr laundry and packing done). Finally, I hereby award the Armview Feature Taco Burger Players of the Game to Linda and MC Becky D for coming out, thereby enabling us to field a team (earning us, at least, the moral victory in last night's demoralizing defeat).

Also, look out Mike - I think Michelle may have set Becky up on the sidelines last night. Or at least he thinks so.

Until next week,
AA

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