Holy Mother of all that is Sacred. The Gray team went down in flames last night to a mighty Red team, led by a newly appointed Honey Badger, Mike DiCenzo. Seemed Mike was searching for those glory days back in college, and might just have found them. Banter at the clubhouse afterwards included a mention of “Sweeping the Leg” next game. Like I said, welcome aboard Mike, just watch your back.
Bob Landry was also welcomed on board as a full time Badger. Unfortunately for the Gray Team he couldn’t match the same level of play as his counterpart on Red Team. No worries about anyone sweeping your leg Bob, nice job.
Congratulations to John Gilmartin. First no show of the year. What we were most disappointed in was that you didn’t even show up at the Clubhouse. A pool was started, and bets are you wont see the ice til October.
The disastrous night continued for the Gray team when we walked in to the Clubhouse and were told all the keg lines were down. The face on Mr Kraft was priceless when he was handed a bottle of beer, rather than a frosty cold pint glass.
Alas, the Honey Badger Cup has been placed back onto it’s rightful perch, on top of the cable box in the Park Street Pub.
Lisa promised we will never have a keg line issue again, and therefore all the Badgers were able to end the night on a good note.