Wednesday, October 27, 2004
Is the Ghost Man becoming a Ghost Town?
Remember back in the day when I blasted the Wednesday teams for not showing up after week one's miserable turnout? Y'all made a proud papa out of me and turned Dengates into the weekly den of sin that it was meant to be - and I thank you from the bottom of my breaking heart.
"Breaking heart?" "Jay, say it isn't so!" "What can we do to help you feel better?" God, I love you folks. You're givers - every last fun-luvin' one of yous. Since you asked...You know what would make me feel all gooey inside?
I'd love for you silly, zany, wacky, creative, breathtakingly attractive people to send in write-ups to the down-in-the-dumps Ghost Man after your games this week. Send him some pictures too if you can. That poor S.O.B. has been crying on my shoulder for a couple of weeks now - "No one sends in anything!" "I don't have a lot to work with!" "Do you think I should have a doctor take a look at this?" ...and so forth...you get the idea.
The Ghost Man on Third is yours. It can be as big time blast buffoonery or as boring banal bummer as we want it to be. Personally, I vote for the funny. I like the funny. The funny's good, no? And since the GM so loves his "precious" (imagine him all 'Gollum-y' crouched over his - ohmygod. I just made a Lord of the Rings reference. Hi. My name is Jay, and I am an UberGeek.), let's send him some pictures, quotes, leather a$$less chaps, and whatever else you'd like to throw his way and make the GMOT worth reading.
So, get your special ed teacher to give you a circle of paper and your crayon, and jot down a quick mash note, hate-filled venom-packed smack attack, or your best Harry Carey-esque summary of your game, and send it on to our lonely, lonely ghost man.
Seriously, he's bugging me. And I hear tell he's cooking up some funny for the next newsletter too - cartoons, horrorscopes...Dr. Kickball might even make a comeback...and you wouldn't want to miss Dr. Kickball, would you?
Let's rally, team! I've seen y'all on the fields cracking jokes while your cracking beers. I've heard the Freedom Ponies whinny and dance to their theme music. I've smelled Chocolate Salty Balls' well...I've smelled Chocolate Salty Balls, okay?
This league is full of tomfoolery.
Send some of it the Ghost Man's way...
The Ghost Man contemplates his life choices during a writing break.
Hey Norm, if the moon were made of spare ribs, would you eat it? It's a simple question. I'm glad you answered yes, otherwise, I would have had to bite your nose off.
By 3:22 PM, at
I'll come out you like a tornado - full of hair, teeth, and, and fingernails...