Friday, August 23, 2013

ISO LARS!!!

Ah, yes - the "Iso Lars": a terrific example of  the aggressive douchiness of the Dodgeball team (our new arch nemeses), as shouted loudly and repeatedly by their pencil-bearded handler while the rest of the purple team sprinted circles around the end zone. Apparently it means "get open, Lars", where Lars is their lanky, INTENSE, bandana'd, bespectacled and (I suspect) Asberger'd phenom who nearly drove both Derek and myself to commit acts of extreme violence. But let's skip over the unpleasantries, as they detract from the pleasantries of our sweet sweet (SWEET) victory last night (made all the sweeter by the aforementioned douchiness of our victims, as well as the revenge for the 15-0 drubbing we received at their douchey hands in week one)...

No discussion of last night's game would be complete without acknowledgment of THE CATCH - an act of wondrous magic as pulled off by Captain Becky, who rescued the disc from certain purple peril just as the game was at risk of slipping through our fingers. I gasped. It is enough to earn her the Lion's Head Awkward Karaoke Stalling Player of the Game, along with Hammer QB Mr. Teale.

But as always, we all played well. Derek sacrificed both quads and Jenn potentially affected her ability to walk to give us this win (seriously, hope you guys are doing okay today). Diedre was able to make it out again. We snagged circus catches aplenty. I think we all may have scored or assisted on a point last night. And Nick wore this:


Rest up, my pretties, for next week another victim awaits.
-AA

5 comments:

MK said...

My favourite blog to date. Mostly because of the photo of Nick, who I think makes a great leprechaun, but also because of the sweet, sweet (SWEET) victory.

sacofnails said...

Is he pulling the gun out of the holster or putting it back in? Either way my quads are burning at the visual splendour of it all.

I think a shout out should go to Mike, who seemed to be the only person on the field aware that my half-field out of bounds throw had a chance of edging back in bounds across the endzone sideline. I'm not sure I've ever felt such a strong bond with another human being as I did at that moment.

Nick said...

Deedleedee!

Unknown said...

Another win! Go team!

Nick said...

At the risk of overparticipating in the comment section, I thought I should have given some sort of nod to Derek's glorious comment above.

I don't often pull my gun out of the holster, but when I do I wear fancy shoes and a smile.