Enough talk already, it's about time you played some damn rugby, and have I got a game for you. This Saturday we've got Old Boys, we've got A & B side, we've got food 'n' a keg, and maybe even a bit of sunshine. Hell, short of hookers and blow, I don't know that there's much more to life than that.
Ahem...ah, well....er, maybe there are a few other things, but you've got plenty of time to take care of those things by yourself. This Saturday it's all rugby, and the fun gets started at noon sharp with the Old Boys. So, if you've got more hair growing out of your nose than on the top of your head, then you'd better be there at 11am for a nice long warm up. Come to think of it, you're likely to see some of the craftiest, free wheelin' rugby this side of the Harlem Globetrotters in that match, so you'd better ALL be there to pick up a few tips.
Anyway, apparently my directions to the Fairgrounds were a little confusing, which just serves me right for trying to snag some content off a frisbee website. Thankfully Leo has stepped up to provide me with some simpler directions. Here goes....from Portland take Washington Ave exit 8 off 295 out of town (Rt 26/100). Stay on this road for about 5 miles to the Hannaford light (entrance to 95 exit 53). then still stay on this road 4.7 miles to the fairgrounds sign..follow directions on the previous post from there.
From 95N or 95S take exit 53, take left at light at end of exit go 4.7 miles (Rt 26/100) to the fairgrounds sign..follow directions earlier post.
Anyone who disagrees with these directions should take it up with Leo. I'm sure he'd love to hear from you. In fact, why don't you call him right now.
Thursday, April 07, 2005
Tuesday, April 05, 2005
Training - 4/6
Fox Street still has ducks on it, so for one last time we'll be practice at the Gorham Sports Center this Wednesday, 9pm to 10:30pm. This is also our last practice before Amoskeag, so if you have any intention of playing, you'd better get yourself along there.
Weather permitting we'll be practicing outside next week, at a much more sociable hour, so watch this space for more info. on that.
Saturday's game has been confirmed at the Cumberland Fairgrounds, which is roughly in this vicinity. Below are some more detailed directions:
Cumberland Fairgrounds
From Portland and north off 295 / I-95:
Take 295 North out of Portland
Take Exit 10 (Falmouth)
Bear right off the Exit towards Rt. 9
At the light, take a right on Rt. 9
Bear left at the fork (this keeps you on Rt. 9)
Go for about 5 miles until you come to the blinking light in Cumberland Center.
Take a left on Blanchard Road. (the road is called blanchard to the left, and tuttle to the right).
Go about a mile on Blanchard.
Cumberland Fairgrounds is on the left.
Go in the entrance, and all the way to the back.
From the South of Portland (I-95 / Maine Turnpike):
Take I-95 North to 495 North (Same road if you take no exits)
Take Exit 53 (which is 1/4 mile past exit 9, it comes up quick).
Go Left after the toll booth (Rt. 100 / 26).
Travel approximately 4.7 miles on this road.
At ~4.7 miles you will see a convenience store on your left.
On your right across from the store there is a sign for the Cumberland Fairgrounds, Take this Right (Range Rd.)
Take the 2nd left (Bruce Hill Rd. - the road sort of looks like a fork at this 2nd left).
The fairgrounds are ~1 mile down on the left. Take this (the first) entrance.
As an alternative take exit 44 off I-95N to 295 North into Portland. Then follow the 1st set of direct above.
It's a little longer but maybe easier to follow.
*NO DOGS ALLOWED!
Thanks to Portland Ultimate for those directions. I always knew those frisbee stoners would come in handy. While you're at it you might want to check out their comprehensive directions to just about anywhere that we may play or practice. No, on second thoughts, I don't want you reading any of that gay stuff. I need you all to stay repressed and aggressive. Stay tunded for times for Saturday's match.
Weather permitting we'll be practicing outside next week, at a much more sociable hour, so watch this space for more info. on that.
Saturday's game has been confirmed at the Cumberland Fairgrounds, which is roughly in this vicinity. Below are some more detailed directions:
Cumberland Fairgrounds
From Portland and north off 295 / I-95:
Take 295 North out of Portland
Take Exit 10 (Falmouth)
Bear right off the Exit towards Rt. 9
At the light, take a right on Rt. 9
Bear left at the fork (this keeps you on Rt. 9)
Go for about 5 miles until you come to the blinking light in Cumberland Center.
Take a left on Blanchard Road. (the road is called blanchard to the left, and tuttle to the right).
Go about a mile on Blanchard.
Cumberland Fairgrounds is on the left.
Go in the entrance, and all the way to the back.
From the South of Portland (I-95 / Maine Turnpike):
Take I-95 North to 495 North (Same road if you take no exits)
Take Exit 53 (which is 1/4 mile past exit 9, it comes up quick).
Go Left after the toll booth (Rt. 100 / 26).
Travel approximately 4.7 miles on this road.
At ~4.7 miles you will see a convenience store on your left.
On your right across from the store there is a sign for the Cumberland Fairgrounds, Take this Right (Range Rd.)
Take the 2nd left (Bruce Hill Rd. - the road sort of looks like a fork at this 2nd left).
The fairgrounds are ~1 mile down on the left. Take this (the first) entrance.
As an alternative take exit 44 off I-95N to 295 North into Portland. Then follow the 1st set of direct above.
It's a little longer but maybe easier to follow.
*NO DOGS ALLOWED!
Thanks to Portland Ultimate for those directions. I always knew those frisbee stoners would come in handy. While you're at it you might want to check out their comprehensive directions to just about anywhere that we may play or practice. No, on second thoughts, I don't want you reading any of that gay stuff. I need you all to stay repressed and aggressive. Stay tunded for times for Saturday's match.
Monday, April 04, 2005
Wedding bells?
Well, it looks as though reports of CC's deportation may have been premature. The attached picture has surfaced indicating his recent marriage, along with a brief note claiming that he now resides in Sacramento, CA. What, no time to send out invites?
The date on the picture suggests that they have now been married for almost three months - and still going strong! I'll try not to read to much in to the fact that the bride isn't wearing white, or that CC's suit seems a little on the large side. I'm sure it wasn't rented.
The smile on the girls face seems genuine enough, so it's probably not part of some elaborate plea arrangement to stay in the country. I'm sure you'll all join me in wishing them good luck and best wishes, and we all look forward to seeing the pictures of baby-CC in oh, about another 3 months.
The date on the picture suggests that they have now been married for almost three months - and still going strong! I'll try not to read to much in to the fact that the bride isn't wearing white, or that CC's suit seems a little on the large side. I'm sure it wasn't rented.
The smile on the girls face seems genuine enough, so it's probably not part of some elaborate plea arrangement to stay in the country. I'm sure you'll all join me in wishing them good luck and best wishes, and we all look forward to seeing the pictures of baby-CC in oh, about another 3 months.
Thursday, March 31, 2005
Training - Saturday 4/2
To paraphrase Mark Twain, the wettest Winter I ever spent was Spring in Maine. This Sautrday promises more of the wet stuff, so rather than end up with a handful of drowned rats at Higgins Beach, the club has laid on some cozy digs at the Portland Sports Center (aka Turfs, aka Jokers) to keep you nice and warm.
Get your directions here, and get your arse over there at 12:30pm on Saturday. At the risk of sounding like a broken record, indoor time costs a bloody fortune, so make sure you're there to take advantage of it. Not to mention the fact that we've got a game in just one week, so those of you in a permanent vegitative state had better get in the habit of getting out of the house on a Saturday afternoon. That goes for you Old Boys too. (Jesus, did I just say that? Somebody stop me).
As if that weren't incentive enough for you to get out, there's a bar attached, so we can all grab a pint and listen to how great you used to be, back in the day.
Get your directions here, and get your arse over there at 12:30pm on Saturday. At the risk of sounding like a broken record, indoor time costs a bloody fortune, so make sure you're there to take advantage of it. Not to mention the fact that we've got a game in just one week, so those of you in a permanent vegitative state had better get in the habit of getting out of the house on a Saturday afternoon. That goes for you Old Boys too. (Jesus, did I just say that? Somebody stop me).
As if that weren't incentive enough for you to get out, there's a bar attached, so we can all grab a pint and listen to how great you used to be, back in the day.
Wednesday, March 30, 2005
A penny for your thoughts....
...well, twenty-thousand of them actually.
For those of you that have made it out to practice so far this year, I've no doubt you're aware of the amount of money the club has spent on your behalf. Getting a roof and lights over your head doesn't come cheap, and in case your parents didn't already point this out to you, money doesn't grow on trees either. OK, you probably know where I'm going with this...
58 cents a day doesn't get you much. A newspaper, a donut maybe or a can of soda or beer. OK, well maybe a can of beer would be OK, but just one a day? Come on!
$4.06 a week will get you one of those skinny-double-mocha-soy-lattes you like so much, let you send a handful of shady text messages or get you a Happy Meal.
$16.66 a month doesn't quite get you a subsription to a porn site (so I've been told), won't come close to paying your phone bill and barely gives you half a tank of gas.
For the same price you can (and probably already do) enjoy the company of a colorful cross-section of society, get some exercise, tour New England and be tested both mentally and physically on a regular basis. Even if you're a new player, who technically doesn't have to cough up any scratch yet, think about what your getting, and lend some support. As for the rest of you who haven't paid...I don't know how you sleep nights.
Set the record straight and give 'til it hurts, here.
For those of you that have made it out to practice so far this year, I've no doubt you're aware of the amount of money the club has spent on your behalf. Getting a roof and lights over your head doesn't come cheap, and in case your parents didn't already point this out to you, money doesn't grow on trees either. OK, you probably know where I'm going with this...
58 cents a day doesn't get you much. A newspaper, a donut maybe or a can of soda or beer. OK, well maybe a can of beer would be OK, but just one a day? Come on!
$4.06 a week will get you one of those skinny-double-mocha-soy-lattes you like so much, let you send a handful of shady text messages or get you a Happy Meal.
$16.66 a month doesn't quite get you a subsription to a porn site (so I've been told), won't come close to paying your phone bill and barely gives you half a tank of gas.
For the same price you can (and probably already do) enjoy the company of a colorful cross-section of society, get some exercise, tour New England and be tested both mentally and physically on a regular basis. Even if you're a new player, who technically doesn't have to cough up any scratch yet, think about what your getting, and lend some support. As for the rest of you who haven't paid...I don't know how you sleep nights.
Set the record straight and give 'til it hurts, here.
Tuesday, March 22, 2005
Percocet - where is thy sting?
Hat’s off to Wales for completing the Grand Slam this weekend, after a convincing win against the plucky Irish boys. Having ridden on England’s coat-tails for several months following their World Cup triumph, it is time for me to reveal my true Welsh heritage and jump on that bandwagon for a while. Cymreag dros Gymru, as my old man used to say when he got back from working in the mines. Well boys, there’ll be a welcome in the hillside for a while yet…..until they start loosing and I have to bust out my old Irish granny. But don’t worry too much, I’m never going to admit to any French relatives, no matter how good their team gets!
Of course my joy for Wales was tempered somewhat by the four new holes in my head where my wisdom teeth used to be. They had been put there just the day before by a man who had insisted that they needed to come out, even though they weren’t hurting. Had I known how much it was going to suck I might have put up a bit more of a fight, but I was lured in by the promise of Percocet and all the ice cream I could eat.
Well, as it turned out, I couldn’t eat that much ice cream, and the Percocet was a big disappointment. Having never taken anything much stronger than Nyquil, I was excited at the possibility of spending theweekend strung out on a controlled substance, while at the same time receiving sympathy from my loved ones. Well, I might be taking it wrong,but the Percocet just made want to lie down, and was about as effective in managing the pain as a shot of Baby Motrin. Strangely though I barely had enough energy to reach for the Ibuprofen before taking another four-hour
nap. Anyway, I have reserved my intake of “Daddy’s little helpers” to bedtime, and it is usually good until 3 am, when I am awoken again by the throbbing in my head. Still, that leaves me plenty of pills to sell you after each game…..
Practice will be on again this Wednesday night, in beautiful suburban Gorham. 9am to the wee small hours. Less than three weeks to the firstgame, and there are a lot of old faces still absent. It's not that I miss you or anything.
FDA Warning – Percocet is a prescription medication for the treatment of moderate-to-severe pain in adults. You should not take Percocet if you are hoping to hallucinate or do anything other than lie around on the couch all day. If you have a history of alcoholism or just popping any pill you can lay your hands on, Percocet may not be right for you. Consult a doctor, or the voices in your head before, before taking Percocet when offered to you.
Percocet can be habit forming; do not abruptly stop taking it Percocet if you have been taking it for several days. This may lead to withdrawal symptoms and sociopathic behaviour. Avoid alcohol while taking Percocet; you may spill some.
Side effects of taking Percocet can include slow, weak breathing; hyperventilation; seizures; cold, clammy skin; hot, dry skin; severe weakness or dizziness; unconsciousness; consciousness; yellowing of the skin or eyes; webbing of the feet; unusual bleeding or bruising the following day; dry mouth; a dry sense of humor; dry martini; constipation; “beer goggles”; sweating; feminine itching; unexplained pregnancy; “soiling”; decreased sex drive; decreased opportunity for sex; unemployment; scrum pox; nausea; vomiting; more nausea; narcolepsy; insomnia; megalomania; decreased finances; breast growth; hair loss.
Of course my joy for Wales was tempered somewhat by the four new holes in my head where my wisdom teeth used to be. They had been put there just the day before by a man who had insisted that they needed to come out, even though they weren’t hurting. Had I known how much it was going to suck I might have put up a bit more of a fight, but I was lured in by the promise of Percocet and all the ice cream I could eat.
Well, as it turned out, I couldn’t eat that much ice cream, and the Percocet was a big disappointment. Having never taken anything much stronger than Nyquil, I was excited at the possibility of spending theweekend strung out on a controlled substance, while at the same time receiving sympathy from my loved ones. Well, I might be taking it wrong,but the Percocet just made want to lie down, and was about as effective in managing the pain as a shot of Baby Motrin. Strangely though I barely had enough energy to reach for the Ibuprofen before taking another four-hour
nap. Anyway, I have reserved my intake of “Daddy’s little helpers” to bedtime, and it is usually good until 3 am, when I am awoken again by the throbbing in my head. Still, that leaves me plenty of pills to sell you after each game…..
Practice will be on again this Wednesday night, in beautiful suburban Gorham. 9am to the wee small hours. Less than three weeks to the firstgame, and there are a lot of old faces still absent. It's not that I miss you or anything.
FDA Warning – Percocet is a prescription medication for the treatment of moderate-to-severe pain in adults. You should not take Percocet if you are hoping to hallucinate or do anything other than lie around on the couch all day. If you have a history of alcoholism or just popping any pill you can lay your hands on, Percocet may not be right for you. Consult a doctor, or the voices in your head before, before taking Percocet when offered to you.
Percocet can be habit forming; do not abruptly stop taking it Percocet if you have been taking it for several days. This may lead to withdrawal symptoms and sociopathic behaviour. Avoid alcohol while taking Percocet; you may spill some.
Side effects of taking Percocet can include slow, weak breathing; hyperventilation; seizures; cold, clammy skin; hot, dry skin; severe weakness or dizziness; unconsciousness; consciousness; yellowing of the skin or eyes; webbing of the feet; unusual bleeding or bruising the following day; dry mouth; a dry sense of humor; dry martini; constipation; “beer goggles”; sweating; feminine itching; unexplained pregnancy; “soiling”; decreased sex drive; decreased opportunity for sex; unemployment; scrum pox; nausea; vomiting; more nausea; narcolepsy; insomnia; megalomania; decreased finances; breast growth; hair loss.
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