So...
When at first we began, all of us were rusty. Super rusty, in fact: everybody needed a couple of practices to remember how to throw the ball without throwing their arm out. Grounders were predestined to go between our legs, fly balls to fly over our heads or fall harmlessly to the ground in front of us.
But no more. The men's team is now a well-oiled machine of interchangeable parts, rocking eight cylinders of Psylon kicking ass. We got more gold gloves on our team than a Greg Maddux trophy case. We got more solid bats than Dracula's Haven, and more arms than Vishnu in Destroyer God mode.
We're as broken as Umezawa's Jitte.
I hope the girls are ready, because from our side of the field? Damn it feels good to be a Gangsta'.
If you want to see the premiere of the Premier Naked Softball Team in history, the Great Unveiling occurs Friday January 21st, at 2PM, at the Softball field at 10th and Q st. As I have said countless times before, this game will hopefully lead to two things:
1. A Naked Coffee co-ed Softball team, for this Spring
2. Respect.
And as AJ used to tell me, "It all comes down to respect."
Friday, we're coming to take what's ours.
Buh-lee' dat.
Whoa Frank, if you guys are as broken as Umezawa's Jitte, the other team shouldn't even take the field. Umezawa would be happy in his grave =).
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