Tuesday, July 13, 2004

Ah, it was good to see so many of you again this Sunday and share a few beers. Thanks Andy for the good time, and may I take this opprtunity to congratulate you and Amanda. I wish you better luck than me....no, really, that was just a joke.

A weekly "sevens" run around starts this Thursday, on Fox Street @ 6:30pm. Per J-Wil, if you plan on being a dick, bring $20 to contribute to the after practice festivities. "Being a dick" is at the discretion of the majority of those present but is likely to include but not be limited to the following:
Crying like a baby
Calling tags you never made
Kicking the ball over my head on restarts
Shoving & bitch slapping
Wearing a "do rag" (this isn't Old Gold for christ's sake)
Shouting "what the fuck" every time you drop a pass
Driving off in a huff (at least without leaving your $20)
Stiff-arms
Not sharing your water
Claiming you "still had another gear" after nearly being run down by Leo
Throwing up spastic passes and then yelling at me for not catching them
Picking all the backs on your team
Claiming you didn't know what rules we were playing by when everyone yells at you for being tagged
Saying "your not back 5" all the time
Not being back 2 and a half
Kicking sand in my face
Trying to kick the ball to yourself and missing
Only playing on offense and then saying you have a "tight hammy" when we loose posession
Having a "tight hammy" or tight anything for that matter
Running off to answer your cell phone
Not going for a drink because you have some shady hook up planned
Hoisting up a kick on your imaginary "fifth and last tackle"
Pretending you didn't know you were out of bounds
Denying you are being a dick and refusing to accept the majority decision
Thinking you're better than you actually are
Anything else that I think of...

On this day in history, 1985, it was Live Aid. A really big concert about something. Who can forget watching such great performers as Adam & The Ants, Joan Baez, Billy Ocean, Howard Jones, REO Speedwagon, Ashford and Simpson, Wham!, Hall and Oats and the Thompson Twins? Some of you may be too young to remember much about it, but I have vivid memories of watching for hours hoping that Duran Duran was coming on next. Little did I know that I would not get to witness them again live for another 18 years. Such a loss to humanity.
Nevertheless, it was a rockin' good day, and a much simpler time. We all still thought that Freddy Mercury and Elton John were straight, that the Rolling Stones were about to retire, and that Power Station were going to be the best group of all time. Oh the folly of youth...
Ah well, as Bob Dylan said on the day, "it would be nice if some of this money went to American farmers."

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