
The Average Hoes put up a good battle against our forces of incredi-rawk. Actually, I think it was more a case of us have a slightly (eversoslightly) less-rawk-filled game than we usually have. While our hitting was still pretty bananas, our strong stance against public humiliation played against us and there were some subliminally-created defensive faux-pas. You know what that last sentence needed? motherhucking RAWK!
Last Thursday was easily our most viewer-friendly game (as evidenced by Gene the Cody's machine stopping by for a half-inning!) and had it been filmed by any of the major networks it would have easily commanded the prime-time slot with Bryant Gumbel or Kenny Powers or Andy Rooney doing the play-by-play. Damn, we fuggin RAWK!
METALRAWKTHRASHSTABKICKHONKEYASSRAWKRAWKRAWKRAWK!
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