Afterglow 2009 - Day 6 Thursday

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I wish that I could say it was a close or even a competitive game, and although I don't like to reuse a term that I just typed, but steamrolled is the only way that I could describe what happened to us in this game. Seth's Shrek-like friend (I call him that because I'm bitter we lost and also because I don't know his name) was a ringer who threw ringers. And Seth was pretty damn good too. So much for horseshoes being an old man's game. Mom held her own against these kids, but when I did get lucky enough to land one close to the stake, Seth would get close or drop a ringer on top of mine. It was like they were fishing with dynamite - it just wasn't fair. So they took us down and claimed the championship, and although we didn't win, I guess I'm glad that we at least got there. So maybe next year Mom and I can win it all.

I know that I am not the pinnacle of manliness like Hilary (woof) says that Will Smith is. I understand that I don't have the body of a Greek God. But what I lack in looks I make up in personality and extreme goofiness, both of which are on display in this picture.

A team with 2 dudes throwing horseshoes together shouldn't look right to you. Cause they have twin dongs. And 2 guys throwing horseshoes together also shouldn't be funny, unless you are as drunk as I am. Mixed pairs are at a disadvantage against the pairs team of Seth and his oaf Shrek-like friend. Although I could go to the committee and try to get them banned from the competition, there is technically nothing in the rulebook that prevents it. I wasn't going to let that determine the outcome of the match, but once again Mom was throwing some mean shoes and I was coming up short. It also didn't help that Seth brought in a horseshoe all-pro teammate that dominated the Afterglow pits.

Tommy and Jenna were facing some pretty stiff competition, and I didn't just say that because they were playing against an all male team. I wish I could say that I was sorry for making that comment, but I never promised to be a family friendly site. Sure, I do keep it a little more PG than Pookon's Ill Blog, but that blatant promotion is irreverent here. I paid close attention to this game and scouted both teams, for Mom and I would be playing the winner in the championship game. And the winner was unfortunately Seth and his big oaf Shrek-like friend.

The crowd wasn't nearly as animated as they were in years past, but to be honest with you, I guess I really didn't give them anything to get excited about. I'm normally good at games that you can play with a drink in hand (beer pong, bags and horseshoes) but this year I was garbage. Plus we just got steamrolled by the boys.

After every point I scored, I S'd the B in celebration, much like I do with every Packers score. Except this time I S'd the B instead of S-ing the B. Brian and Kevin looked on with eager eyes, studying my technique. Hopefully they get a chance to replicate it.

BBFE (Brodey's Brewer Funday Extravaganza) is a yearly event organized by Brodey featuring tailgaiting, beer pong and the Brewers game. It started as a few close friends, and now in year 9 over 100 people attend. And we get sweet shirts. Jenny now comes with me on this event, and we decided to rock our shirts.