The B-Town Globetrotters

I think I might get todays date tattooed backwards on my forhead, just so every time I look in the mirror I'll be reminded of what went down on this day. The Manly Mustaches validate their existence, all in the space of two games.

First game: We won. On D we smothered them like mushrooms on a delicious patty melt, and we had an opponent leave with a broken ankle (Keller, our prayers are with you). We didn't really have anything to do with his injury, but it's still pretty ghetto. Oh, and Dirk chipped a couple of teeth. Gangsta.

Second game: Here we go. We took on the Hub-City Savages, so it was kind of over before it started. But something happened to the Mustaches this game. We finally started believing in the Manly Mustache style of play, and some special things happened. At the risk of being ripped into tiny pieces by the Showstoppers propaganda machine, I'd like to declare this the single most ghetto game of intramural ever played. I kept waiting for someone to start whistling "Sweet Georgia Brown" or throw a bucket of confetti on Hill. Sure the showstoppers were good, but can they match this list of accomplishments in a single game?

1. Not one, but TWO half-court shots from Muslim Magic, sporting his freshly shorn new head with the headband, Bibby style.

2. The entire offense run through our worst player (Sorry, Nick. But you did have 7 points total and too many turnovers before this game.) 7 points (thanks kurt) on the season, until this game where he dropped SEVENTEEN. Welcome to the big time.

3. The Chef pulled a slip n' slide at the top of the key, then ooped it to himself from the three-point line.

4. A HUGE DUNK! Last play, as time expires, The Chef and All-Day run down on a final fast break. The Chef goes down on all fours, All-Day runs up, highsteppin', both shoes untied, elevates, hangs in the air just a moment, and throws it down one handed. Holy Hell, ya'll. Holy Hell.

The bad news: The Janitor forgot his camera, so you'll have to listen to the accounts of all the witnesses. They will sing songs of what they have seen this day. All you G.P.A.ers, just talk to Nick Nathan. Kim and Carolyn were there too, huge shout out. And yeah, we did lose the second game, but who cares?

Top of the world baby, top of the world.