Break out your decaying mitts and your rally caps, kids - it's time to hit the field!
No, I suppose there really is no good reason to bring our mothers into this. Anyway, I've finally posted some of Sean's game updates, along with the three (count 'em!) player cards he has ready to go. Progress: it's for suckers and jerks.
Keep your working eye trained on this spot for important announcements from TM Sean (tm), who posts both infrequently and substandardly. (Note: awesome picture of Sean in protective chess helmet not endorsed by Sean, in spite of being both stylish and protecting him from impalement on a pointy bishop.)
Weds., July 20, 2005
Despite being the most organized, the best educated, and the most dashing team in the league, we have yet to procure a win. I'm forced to assume that we are the victim of oppression. We are being held down by "the man." It's the only reasonable explanation. The teams that beat us are committing hate crimes against us. It's a conspiracy that knows no bounds. When was the last time any of you felt pure joy? Long before this season started, right? See. They're good.