For those of you looking for directions to Riverside, sorry to disappoint, I only have directions to Riverton, which are right here.
Get thee out to practice tonight as the season hurtles towards its tumultuous climax. Success will not be forged in a single moment but in a thousand tiny details wrought by the hands of the faithful.
Speaking of faithful, it appears that there walks amongst us some who pay lip-service to the ideas of fraternity and brotherhood yet believe that they can play for free, in their free jersey, and then have the temerity to drink our free beer, and eat our free pizza. Does that seem right to you?
It may have escaped your notice, but this club spends money (on you) like a drunken sailor on shore leave, and the only reason we stay out of the poor house is by having everybody chip in. But, that does mean everybody.
Now I’m not the type to publicly humiliate the deadbeats among us. That would take Chris Woodsum nerve. I want to believe that Derrig some good reason why you haven’t all put your Hannes it to your pockets by now. It wasn’t cheap to Boyer all those new jerseys, you know! Fournier’s now I’ve been keeping Tractor of the club’s finances, and there really isn’t much to Dan re-Joyce about. Meeting our financial obligations has become a Zabriskie business. Joe, to all of you miscreants I say, Hay-man, let your Clontz-ience be your guide, Andy you can look forward to enjoying this Jason-day’s game with a clear heart. Pay up.
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