Below the Hard Deck

So this weekend on Saturday, I will be playing in the Annual Top Gun Volleyball Tournament down in Neuport Beach (is it 'Neuport' or 'Newport'? does it matter?). I know that shennanigan's will ensue, either at the tourney or at the "Officer's Party" afterwards.

I'll update this post this weekend with the outcome, <bad top gun pun>hopefully the pattern won't be full and there will be points for second place.</bad topgun pun>

Update: Our team, 'Trough Gun' went 0-4. The level of competition has escalated in the past years; the Maverick division 6-man teams (of which we were 1 of 14) had various levels of sportsmanship (i.e. inverse ratio of drinking ability to seriousness) and teamwork (i.e. multiple blockers, short sets, outsite calls, back sets, and various other indoor club team abilities). Our team, wrapped only in our towels (with our dog tags!) and talking about the hard-deck on our gym bench (from ikea) did hit the booze early, and retired to the showers before the playoffs because of the four of us, only two played college volleyball. I guess you needed all six. The rally scoring to 17 wasn't helping either: games lasted about 8 minutes each.

Highlights tho when we threw our dogtags into the ocean to remind ourselves about our fallen comrades, and how things could have been different if we weren't projected into a flat spin on takeoff.

The surf was good though even with the sticky redtide.


Anonymous said…
yes! i'm not the only one being blog-spammed!
Anonymous said…
is there and over/under number on the articles of clothing that randomly get destroyed
tmarthal said…
its not random, it makes sense in my brain.
tmarthal said…
also, is that first guy some random guerilla-marketer?
Matthew said…
I was going to sign up to play as well; but I heard the list of teams was long and distinguished...quite unlike birddogs Johnson.

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