Welcome to a special, rare, limited-edition, "This Week in Softball"! - "The Ice Dancer Scott Hamilton Lives" Edition.
FFL DRAFT ORDER
There was a special gathering of The Men of the Fella's FFL. The yearly, "Pick A Card At Crowley" event was held. This is the yearly fantasy football draft pick number selection show where teams with names like Dog Rockets and Mean Little Men, pick their super important FFL draft pick slot. The men met. Beers were cracked and gathering began around the same picnic table we've always gathered around. Year after year, this picnic table endures on so that this league and its members, know what number they will pick to get their favorite football players. This table has been marked for inclusion in the Henry Ford Museum upon the culmination of this league in the year 2030.
THE LITTLE FELLA
The gathering was led by Commish Dave and Mitch. The Little Fella expertly laid out who is in the top 12 of fantasy football picks. It was mesmorizing as none of us had a fucking clue who the good players are this year. Mitch needs his own weekly radio show or podcast on this shit.HEY HEY HEY, IT'S FAT ALBERT
Hey, hey, hey...I'm a gonna play me some softball y'all...
BLUE RAINBOW ASTRO'S SOFTBALL UNI'S
One of the softball teams playing had jerseys that looked like a blue version of the old, Houston Astro's "rainbow" jerseys. We here at TWIS, kind of liked these in a retro, fucked up way.
HOWELL'S LIVES!!!
Back in the day, one of the Bushpilots all-time, arch-enemies, were those bastards from Howell's Bar. Those sunsabitches would beat us all the time. We'd sneak in a win or two here or there, but probably lost 80% of the time to them. I was told by my old buddy Brian, from Howell's, that they now play for The Biergarden, but it appears no money was spent on shirts as they were all sporting Howell's gear. This is how Howell's ended up...in flames, as Coach Proc Emeritus, Dugger and Face watched from the parking lot...ICE DANCER SCOTT HAMILTON ALSO LIVES!!!
Yes, you read that headline right. One of the most sinister, little eyed bastages to ever roam a softball diamond is still at it. Word is he is now 53 and has moved out of his mother's basement, but his hatred for The Bushpilots rages on! He saw our crew but refused to acknowledge our presence nor our greatness. Mitch stalked him and took various pics as you can see here. Also, we here at TWIS have dug up the old magazine cover of that fugger in his glory days when he really hated us.
Hamilton sneezes. Mitch captures this. A Pulitzer Prize photograph for sure.
Magazine cover from year's ago proving Ice Dancer Scott Hamilton hates us.
HELLO MISTER HEALTHY
We'd like to also give a shout out to Mitch for being on the receving end of a compliment from his work-issued, Fit-Bit. It appears he walked 28,000 steps or some shit and had his watch thing say, "Hello Mr. Healthy". Mitch knows fitness.
CAR HIT
We here at TWIS send out kudos to the dumb ass that hit the car while pulling out last night. Some drunk bastard hit it. We all heard the "crunch". Drunk son of a bitch he was.
GLORY HOLE
And in other news, "The Glory Hole" of Crowley still exists and is available for peeing.
WHICH LEADS US TO....
Mitch sat down and took a leak. A decade after the debacle that occurred here in the past. It has returned! Focker called CPE and left a very disturbed message that he and Dave tried to block Mitch so he could whiz between the cars, but when they turned, he was sitting down and peeing from his car. Is this true? If so, then all is right with the universe again.
In closing, it was a fun night and one that made us long to play softball again. Well, maybe not play, but to get out and bullshit on the diamond and in the parking lot.
You all have a damn good day.
TWIS out!
-Coach PROC
