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April 18, 2004
chad made me do it
I feel run over, hung over and sore today, but it was a fun weekend had by all. Friday was a bit crazed from running from work to get home and prep the house for my lovely visitors, followed by a date with a woofer that went a bit longer than expected. Great dinner at Tunnicliffe's (sp?) Tavern on the Hill, where another teammate manages. I rush home again to recieve Minxy and Sor from the Gotham rugby team.
We played an A- and a B-side match against the NY team. Sadly, I did not get the opportunity to smoosh Chad, the paragon of intensity, as he was on the A-side game. I played pretty well on wing in the B-side game, which was a little too close for comfort by halftime. I got my hands on the ball twice but was pushed out of bounds both times, but I did some good support to fast runners going for the goal line. Fitz and Will showed up for the first time and had a good time, and a certain Beaverhausen gurl was able to meet the Minx as well.
Then another notorious Gotham/Renegurls 3rd-half social, to go down again in infamy. Mitzhi showed up (this is my favorite pic of her for all time, hands down, a total profile pic if you ask me), as well as Chrisafer and some of the geek posse. By this time my bonk to the head was starting to show up, and is still as pretty today. Fitz and Will were having a good time too. I got to get to know a certain adorkable rugger from New York while trying to explain to him in a drunken haze that we are just as slutty as their team, it's just that we're more subtle about it. It's all about keepin' it on the down-low here in DC, at least until the beer starts flowing.
And it did. Suddenly Chad declared, "All the backs should take their shirts off!" So we did. People got more friendly with each other, and were pouring out the front door of the bar, mounting ruggers and scooters without their keys and similar tomfoolery.
Tonight I'll be goin' with Chrisafer to watch the latest phenom in karaoke, Mr. Coolrelax himself. Hopefully there'll be some pics, but I promised to respect anonymity, and I will, you'll see.
Posted by jimbo at April 18, 2004 5:20 PM
Comments
okay, that pic isn't even of me at the social. i don't think it's me period because i don't think i even own a sweatshirt.
Posted by: donald at April 18, 2004 8:44 PM
Damn that bruise is hot. I'd put on my little candy striper hat and nothing else and nurse you back to health.
Posted by: homer at April 18, 2004 9:13 PM
The carnation sorta does it for me.
Posted by: jimbo at April 19, 2004 12:26 AM
Do they have a "C" team? I want to be on the team that doesn't get hit or bruised.
Posted by: Dwight at April 19, 2004 11:01 AM
And here I was, all set to dispense some advice re: a number cover-ups that work well from day to evening...and it's, like, fuck - you guys are actually into red angry bruises.
Where have all the Sissies gone?
Posted by: sean at April 19, 2004 1:03 PM
You rugby players have all the fun. Well, minus the big strawberry marks on the forehead. Are you sure that's not from a headboard? Just curious. ;)
Posted by: mark at April 19, 2004 1:35 PM
thank you for the lovely host on friday night....i know we didn't want to bother you on saturday night since you have other gotham guess!!!
nice to meet you, jimbo!!!!!
Posted by: sor at April 19, 2004 4:31 PM