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| November 29 Violent Phlegms 6 Clockwork 8 Attendance: Everyone except Noriko (who has a night class) and Bill (who has family visiting). It looks like Pat Gilmour may be in Costa Rica for quite a long time yet. This was "the game we played at nine". Clockwork is perhaps the last tough team we'll be playing this season, but it was generally agreed we gave them a run for their money. Competetion was fierce and everyone should be extremely happy with how the team played. The game started a little behind schedule because of the Kinsmen field-curtain being gathered up late, and then Ian from Clockwork took his sweet time with setting up the cones. So much for extreme punctuality! Kathy got the mood going good however, with some candy dispensing. It started off a little rough, with Clockwork scoring four consecutive points right from the start. The orange team were skilled at throwing and receiving and played some amazing defence. Their dominance soon ended when Kim saved the day with a catch in the end zone, after Alex and Colin bobbled it off a high pass. From then on, the points kept coming. The score at 10:10 (when we were to start our last point) was a very respectable 6-7. Some highlights were: Kim's catch, which got everyone stoked, as well as a great sideline pass; Colin's exhausting performance; Danny's first hammer throw; Ross's consistently great playing - with blisters on his feet this time; Jen's many short, stable passes, Fred's one-handed emergency grabs ; and a spectacular offensive campaign initiated by Bev on a turnover in our endzone. Do the rest of us suck? No! We all got to handle and make some plays and score some points. See this week's gallery for more pictorial highlights. The end of the night saw us hit a creative block with our song as we were distracted by the ass-grabbing of the other green team. Luckily, this block was just temporary and we got our groove back with a vengeance: |
| Got my first real frisbee Got it at the Toys R Us Played it till my fingers bled Got my first sixty-nine Me and some guys from Phlegm Got a disc and tried real hard Alex tripped Colin got sweaty Was the season of winter league Standing on the Kinsmen field We hoped the game would last forever And then when we pulled the disc We knew it was now or never It was the game we played at nine |
| One, two, three o'clock, four o'clock Orange Five, six seven o'clock, eight o'clock Orange Nine, ten, eleven o'clock, twelve o'clock Orange We got fucked by the Clock tonight! We got fucked, fucked, fucked Fucked tonight Fucked, fucked, fucked Till broad daylight We got fucked By the clock tonight Fucked, fucked, fucked In broad daylight We hucked And we sucked But we sure had fun tonight |
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