That's A Wrap!

Let's not pussyfoot around here, Hammers - our dramatic, come from behind, upwind, game-tying point (very literally, at the buzzer) against our arch nemeses (as well as the subsequent Hammer to Sharky for the win) was the highlight of the day. Full stop. Frankly, it was a blur and I don't even remember who scored it - I was too busy screaming to the skies, tears streaming down my face, pee dribbling out of my shorts - to notice.

God, it was great.

I mean, sure, there were other highlights and noteworthy shit: Jeeves made a helluva diving/concussing catch in the endzone for our first (?) point of the day; we handled as a team against a frequently-employed cup probably better than we had all season; most of us played through leg, back, and bloody blistered foot injuries (our numbers were pretty scant by the final game); Chippy was chastised for being a little too touchy-feely (lol); and so on and so forth - all part of the mosaic of the day, that started with the aforementioned capital-V VICTORY.

Of course, we lost the next two games (11-5 and 13-8), the latter of which we came back to make it close, despite having one healthy sub still standing. There was a lot to be proud of (Scurvy was shocked that we were still upright), but nothing moreso than that first win. Everything else was gravy.

HUGE HUGE HUGE thanks to Sharky, Jen and Mike for coming out and enabling us to (i) field a team; and (ii) field a fucking GOOD team. Collectively, you win the Pulled Pork (heh heh) Taco w/ Amazing Fries Bag Of Hammers Players of the Day. Kisses!

Thanks also to everyone who picked up the camera to take pics today - epic results can be found at the tail end of this Flickr album: https://www.flickr.com/photos/muiseam/albums/72157620568162050. Actually, have a gander at the rest of the pics and see if you can't remember everyone's names back to 20-aught-whatever (and sorry I wasn't bright enough to bring it out earlier in the season, to get shots of the rest of y'all).

Congrats on another fun season, guys. I love you all.
-AA

The Hammies!

Well, guys – it was a rainy, slippery, sloppy, Dolphin-y night at the Pit; our final tune-up before the big playoffs tomorrow. And… we lost, albeit despite a number of great plays and effort and big balls making foul calls and beautiful hammer points delivered by Screech and Pelch (both to Tim, I believe). Our opponents were also grossly undermanned, but were also a Tier II team – two factors that should have cancelled each other out, in our favour. Alas……

BUT, enough about last night, let’s talk about the season, as it is basically all but over for us.

Over post-game beers and burgers (while sitting awkwardly within the view path of our nemesis Dodgeball team, pondering whether they dislike us as much as we kinda dislike them – avert your eyes!), we tried to assemble a list of the Bag Of Hammers Rogers SportsNet Plays of the Year (aka, “The Hammies”… someone please come up with a better name). It was a tall task, so apologies if we missed any of your favourite personal accomplishments or superstar moments (I know, I know - there was SO MUCH to choose from), or if you don’t recall the play from my wonky description, or if I got the details wrong, etc. We came up with the following:

• Armsy’s top-down, reach-around, pants-soiling pass reception vs All 0dds at the Burnside Field
• The Pelch’s diving/behind-the-back/I-still-don’t-know-how-he-managed-to-catch-that-without-dislocating-his-shoulder point against a short-handed Discs 0f Fury in Spryfield
• Chippy’s two-kneed/Marty McFly guitar solo sliding catch against Hucker-Bees (Runner-up: to quote the blog, “Chippy’s epic 60-yard dash and lay-out to chase down a long put from D-Land, which was ultimately unsuccessful but finished with a fearless, face-first porpoise dive” – vs WTTWD in Burnside)
• THE HONEY MUSTARD POINT! – the dagger in the rotten heart of WTTWD (again!) at the at the Burnside Field (temporarily, as we lost the game)
• Glutes McGrath casually accepting a pass off the back off of WTTWD’s unaware Peter Jackson doppleganger, at Wanderer’s Grounds
• Jeeves’ signature, patent-pending EPIC foot block against Tuna at the Wanderer’s Grounds – for our first win of the season

Please, PLEASE, nominate other plays/players/points/games/food/dance moves in the comments. Again – there was so much to choose from; for example, Derek should get a nom for playing an entire game topless, and I feel Greg should be nominated for something!

It was an awesome year, Hammers – can’t wait to kick some asses and eat some tacos at the playoffs tomorrow!

-AA

Thursday Night Lights

Well, folks, the night started with Tim maniacally miming how Screech should intercept Captain’s inevitable spirit player of the game award, and STAB THEIR PLAYERS with the broken bottle, and- *deleted: long rant about frustrations playing WTTWD*

:)

We won. We WON. Fucking HELL that felt good – despite, or maybe BECAUSE OF, all of the petty squabbling and bickering that marred this, and every, game against this particular team (for some reason). And not only did we win, we made it to 15 points (!?!) and forced them to take two timeouts in quick succession. We may be peaking at the right time folks, just ahead of playoffs (which we will totally be participating in) – no shit, our successive cuts and disk movement were *kisses fingers* beee-autiful; our D (as Mike Tyson would say) was impregnable; our ability to respond to our opponents defensive strategy and capitalize (summary – go long, MF) was damn impressive.

D-Land – you would have been so proud.

There will be no Samantha Fox Touch Me Touch Me I Want To Feel Your Body Player of the Game today, because (cop-out) WE WERE ALL PLAYERS OF THE GAME.

Kisses!

-AA

PS: Sorry so short. My typing fingers are too fat, on account of being swollen with pride.

EDIT: For Dan.