Welcome To The Jungle!

Well, the first game of the season - it was what it was ('twas what 'twas?). And what 'twas was a (re)introduction of many of you to the Bag of Hammers, and even to the game in general - and by those measures, it was a resounding success!

As for the game itself, as I seem to type every year following the first game, it was merely a rough approximation of what we will soon become - a smiley and casually athletic team with good legs and hands... with a hidden dark passenger just waiting to wrap an opponent in Saran Wrap and dissect them into tiny bites at the first hint of disrespect (that last part may just apply to me and my repressed rage issues, but if it does by chance apply to you as well, feel free to acknowledge with the standard sociopath association handshake, and meet me at the Mic Mac Rogers desk next Saturday night to "settle my phone bill"). Once we are relegated to our most appropriate division, we will score points... we will win games... we will be competitive - I have no doubt. In the meantime, don't get down, enjoy the fesh air and exercise, and ask plenty of questions if you got 'em!

And myself, I acknowledge making some poor decisions with the disk last night, and will strive to hit the near open guy (apologies Melissa x 2), vice launching a wobbly, misguided bomb to a streaking Cruddick or Mike (but keep streaking, guys, KEEP STREAKING).

The WTTWD team awarded Becky and Sandy(1) the male and female MVPs last night, and I can't so much disagree - but note that we all played well, wind be damned. I'll also acknowledge Nick's birthday performance last night - playing through injury (a sore pinky - eat shit, Gregory Campbell), before slamming back two big beers and duetting with Laurie The Guy at Lions Head karaoke for a lovely version of "The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald " (eat shit, Gordon Lightfoot)**.

Can't wait to see y'all again next week!
Sincerely,
-AA

PS: did anyone pick up my Frisbee? I seem to have, um, misplaced it.

** Note: may not have actually happened.