Victory, Thy Name Has Been Whoever We've Been Playing

Any rag-tag group of freedom fighters will count as one of their primary weapons the Surface to Air Missile, or SAM.

Now we've got one.



Sam Hubbell got off the schneid with an impressive victory last Monday. And against a boy! And a good one! Sam, who previously had been asymptotically close to winning, broke on through to the other side that night, proving the lethalness of the SAM.

Sam was not alone in victory. Kevin Tran returned from watching some band to wipe the floor with his opponent. His victory, while impressive, could not quite match Sam's win for sheer explosiveness.

Both Kerin "Convoy" Conroy and Morgen "A Bushel & A" Peck fought nobly  but did not fare as well. Tim Malloy faced off against Bob the Impaler, and while the two played well, shit counts in APA, and Mr. Impaler walked away with the win.

In related news, Stuart is brain-dead. New league standings are out, and once again he has failed to include our last two matches.

I think we earned three points each of the last two weeks, which should put us at 38 points and in a tie for fifth. There are only eight points separating the top nine teams, so it's still anybody's game.

Tomorrow, we're back at McSwiggan's where we'll be facing off against Call Me Darlin'. This is our second to last game — unless Stuart re-schedules the matches cancelled due to the hurricane — so now is the time to step up. If we finish strong, we should make the playoffs. And with the playoffs, fame and fortune.

And if we don't, I say we just blow shit up.

Congrats again to Sam.