
Broken Warrior. Technically, a broken RBK blade that was in a Warrior shaft, which was previously a one-piece, but broke... oh never mind.
Like this blade, our boys hopes and dreams were shattered by the Rocky Mount Rump Rangers Sunday morning in a tight contest that brought an end to our 2007 championship run. In reality, our run may have met its end Saturday at 5pm, when we met the Pine Hard Lickers from Florida in our third game. These boyhood chums had their origins in Montreal, and despite their average age of 47 years, outplayed everyone else in our division, with scores like 9-1, 6-0, 8-2, etc. On the good side, they said afterwards that we played them better than anyone else had, but that loss, with a full audience in view, was a energy-sapping confidence-shaker that probably put us a little gun-shy for the Sunday playoff game.
So, at about 8:30 on Sunday morning, our heroes were enjoying a beautiful sunrise and drinking our last tournament beers. It was a good and fitting close, and we all adjusted our "glass half-empty" frustrations of missed shots and flubbed plays to the satisfaction that we made it to the "final four" out of ten teams, and got to play an extra game. Which meant 15 more beer tickets Saturday night. What's not to like?
In the next few posts, we'll talk about MVPs, and highlight some other "Plays of the Tournament"
1 comment:
I think that the MVP should be the cheerful Golden Corral waitress.....
Shirley
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