Yeti for a…
SCOOOOOORRRRRRRRRREEEEE!!!
Belly dancing ensues…
Yeti for a…
SCOOOOOORRRRRRRRRREEEEE!!!
Belly dancing ensues…
You need three touches Yeti
Greenback who is working late but still has time to help his team (Yu here that Nike? I am a hero. Just aks me. I’m the MVP) grabs the ball.
:takes out a pen, signs the ball and hands into the crowd to his adoring fans:
What do you mean we’re in Team DDDs stadium?
:Greenback is last seen fighting off fans who are trying to pull him into the crowd piece by piece:
You need three touches Yeti
Greenback who is working late but still has time to help his team (Yu here that Nike? I am a hero. Just aks me. I’m the MVP) grabs the ball.
:takes out a pen, signs the ball and hands it into the crowd to his adoring fans:
What do you mean we’re in Team DDDs stadium?
:Greenback is last seen fighting off fans who are trying to pull him into the crowd piece by piece:
Sorry for the triple post…can I score now
No, but I can!!
: grabs the ball from Greenback, adds his autograph beside GB’s for posterity and hurls (and I mean freakin’ hurls…you can hardly even see the sucker fly its goin’ so freakin’ fast…I must be some kinda superhero!) it directly into Team 2’s net!
To quote my fine teammate Yeti…
SSCCCCOOOOOORRRREEEEEE!!
Okay, the score stands
Team 1: 3
Team DDD: 8
Are we witnessing a monumental comeback?
Team 1 (For my own clarity, Greenback, Standup, & Yeti)
Why do I keep thinking that Harmless is on OUR team? Maybe it’s because she doesn’t post what team she’s on? Or am I just to lazy to split the damn alphabet?
Both.
Yeti congratually slaps the back of Standup for the actual score, picks up the ball, looks for a morsel of food on it and then tosses it disinterestedly at…
Monumental comeback indeed…(more like a 3 on 6 penalty kill…and our goalie is pulled )
: catches the disinterested ball from Yeticus Rex and hurls it at… :
harmless’ pass is headbutted downfield by danceswithcats who goes back to watching the DDD Cheerleaders.
Also enjoying watching the cheerleaders is Standup Karmic. He closes his eyes and holds out his hands, imagining that one of those succulent (though thoroughly vacant) girls would stoop so far as to let a Team 1’er caress her breastesses. One of those massive (DDD?) mammaries is placed with a good deal of force (oooh…I like that) directly into his hands. He thinks, “she likes me! She really likes me!!” He leans forwards, eyes still shut tight, slowly parting his lips. He feels the leathery goodness against his lips and thinks, “mmm…a seasoned DDD’er”. Opening his eyes to behold the mature lady before him, he is dismayed to find out it was just the Doperball.
The Doperball!!??
S/K hucks it away before some big Team DDD brute tackles his ass and bruises his delicate skin…
Yo Standup. Is that a 1920’s style Death Ray in your pants, or are you happy to see the ladies? :o
Taking advantage of S/K’s embarrasing state, I grab the ball and rush down the field.
: ninja-style darts in from the shadows and appropriates the doperball from
danceswithcats and replaces it with ;j before disappearing back into the mist :
Team DDD
Doc, employing his well honed sense of perfect timing, strolls back onto the field just in time to be the third touch for Team DDD. He grabs the ;j , removes the hat, shaves its head, says “That’s better!”, and gives it a mighty kick into the goal for a SCORE!
Yes, I coulda set us up for a multipoint score and win, but at this point individual glory is too appealing. That’s 3 goals for Doc! A sure contract extension and a mighty big raise! Hey, Steinbrenner - you watchin?
9-3, Team DDD. Is a two-pointer too much to ask?
Tema DDD
Hmmmm, the field seems a little emp-i-ty today. Remembering the ass-chewing he got the last time he triffled with teh ref, Doc slowly and gently takes the ball from center court. With reckless abandon and a rebel yell, he careens down the field. Unfortunately, niether reckless abandon nor rebel yell are on Team DDD, so Doc gets bored and chunks the ball.
catching the pass from Doc Jackson, danceswithcats scans the stadium, and finds only the ever-voluptuous cheerleaders, and the crowd which seems to have been recuited from Lion & Christians, part deux.
Determining this is a great opportunity to break into a Meadowlark Lemon improv, he breaks into a dribbling display not surpassed since Pee-Wee Herman.
After using a wet-nap, he tosses the ball towards the empty Team 1 net.
Team D[sup]3[/sup]
Dagnabbit.
I’ve been waiting for hours for a coupla more Team 2’ers to come in here and make a play on the ball so I could knock in the game-winning two-pointer. How am I supposed to demand an exorbitant contract once I go to free agency if I don’t make the flashy play??
Anyway…
Hal stand midfield, engrossed in a cell phone conversation with his agent. Hearing the news that his low scoring totals for the season are causing his value to drop, he unleashed a string of obscenities into the phone, tosses it to the ground, and in frustration, kicks a passing doperball that was recently put into play by Dr. J. The ball goes flying over to…
Grrr…and I even previewed. :mad:
Ok, lets just amend my last post to have me kick dwc’s wet-napped doperball.
TEAM 1
Damn you clowns! Start putting more food on the ball, ok?
Throws it disinterestedly AGAIN…
…to be deftly retrieved by Standup Karmic who envisions being an unlikely hero by the end of the game, a la Rudy. Rudy. Hmm, haven’t watched that in years.
: drops the ball and wanders off to go watch a feel-good movie.