So I take it from JimSox5 and pass it to …
No, I guess I intercepted from Snickers and pass it to …
Intercepts pass from Ponder Stibbons, places ball on Amtrak train that departs the station just in time to be flagged down by…
Roster post –
The Soaring Naked Mole Rats: A B C G H I M N O S T U Y
The Rabid Okapi Rage Machine: D E F J K L P Q R V W X Z
The Soaring Naked Mole Rats: A B C G H I M N O S T U Y
The Rabid Okapi Rage Machine: D E F J K L P Q R V W X Z
Reagan suddenly lets out the odd -sounding cheer: Great! Minds! Think! Alike! Yaaaaaaaay! Teaaaaam!
Official train inspector, CandidGamera, who ships the ball on to…
Ok, the burgers are done! Anybody want cheese on their’s? Did we ever find the potato salad?
BOINK OOOOWIE! Who threw that icky ball at my head! Here, take it back. Monstre I thought you were protecting me.
Ever the protector of all things lascivious and fond of guacamole, I scoop up the abused ball and finger-roll it gently into the goal.
Dare I hope? Could it be true??
CandidGamera to swampbear to honeydewgrrl for the score! The Mole Rats are on a tear, building up to a 10-6 lead.
Game point, folks…we’d best see from D from the Rage Machine if they want a chance…
Game on!
…some D, even…
Humble Referee, I got the ball from Sternvogel, does that not make it a chain of four, and thus, a two pointer?
But what about Sternvogel? Shouldn’t that be two-pointer?
:: red flag flies onto field ::
<TWEEEEEEET!!>
We’ve got a challenge on the field…players are calling for a review of the previous play…time out!
:: sticks head into zebra booth ::
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After reviewing the play on the field, we find the play went as follows:
Sternvogel to CandidGamera to swampbear to honeydewgrrl for TWO POINTS and the game!
Ladies and gentlemen, by a score of 11 to 6, I give you your Doperball IV champions, The Soaring Naked Mole Rats!!
Also, your team MVP, with four credited goals, honeydewgrrl!
>>pulls head out of margarita pitcher<<
Is it over? Who won? Where’s the cat? Who’s the guy in the cheerleader costume? No one told me it was a costume game!
Yeah, teaaaaaammmmm! ::Cheerleader-Reagan! does a high jump into the air, and keeps going up, and up, a la’ how Poochy went back to his home planet, in a simpsons episode. ::
Hooray! Now, as is Mole Rat tradition, we strip the MVP, dip her in oil, and set up a webcam!
Don’t worry, he is gone now, via the miracle of cel-based animation, and still backgrounds. Also, it wasn’t a costume, it was a uniform. String, or nothing seemed to be the team uniform today.
phthtbtbthtbt
Is it over? Will the icky ball leave me alone now? I’m havin’ another burger and a beer now. RAH!