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August 29, 2004
hotter than whitney's crack pipe
I'm in one piece after our first rugby match of the season against the Philadelphia Gryphons on their home field. It always seems to be hot when we play them up there, and Saturday was no exception. I'm glad I took it easy the night before in the hotel, savoring my air conditioning. We played A- and B-side matches, with me on the B-side. We won both matches. We have a ton of great new players, most of whom don't have much rugby experience, but do have great athleticism, so it should be a good season. I think the board gave up trying to find enough gay rugby players in DC, as there just aren't that many to find, so we've been stepping up our recruitment elsewhere. Right now I'd say our team is at least half straight. So does that make the team as a whole bi?
I had some good plays and some bad plays, but did make a pass down the back line to a first try for one of the newer players. I didn't spend much time at the social before retreating back to my blessed air conditioning, very dehydrated from the day.
I think I am still recovering today, but did manage a nice shoulder workout at the gym. The Man With The Wooden Toenails was not present, but I was able to grant new nicknames for two other Sunday gym regulars: Nose-Picker and Zit-Popper, both gay and seemingly unaware that anyone can see them doing what they do on the weight room floor. Zit-Popper will go right up to one of the mirrors and start popping those darned blackheads and whiteheads right there in front of the freeweights, and Nose-Picker does his thing wherever the urge takes him, doing a full-finger digger when possible. Well, at least they are challenging the gay stereotype of us all being cultured, refined creatures of discreet grooming.
But afterwards I was with more civilized queer company at The Regent, a nice new Thai restaurant on 18th Street. Me and Bob and Waremouse had a nice dinner and all the waitstaff had good hair product goin' on. We tried to think up names for the blogger reading this fall, confirmed for Sunday, October 24 at our favorite bar DC9. It will feature a few blogger readings from DC, NY and elsewhere, to be followed by a Blowoff-like session of good music brought to you by Bob and Rich. More news to come on that, and sorry I missed the DC queer blogger brunch on Saturday!
Posted by jimbo at August 29, 2004 10:53 PM
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Congrats on the win. We too have a ton of new, young, athletic but generally inexperienced guys. It has been odd having 60+ people at every practice. Hope it pays off.
Your gym sounds revolting!
Posted by: ruggerjohnnyd at August 30, 2004 9:55 AM
My gym is not always so bad. There were hot guys there last night too. I just didn't write about them. I suppose I should provide more balance. But the gross ones are more interesting to write about. It's a particularly sleazy gym due to the conveniently located steam room and sauna, with particularly sleazy clientele, especially on the weekends where it's like a feeding frenzy.
Posted by: jimbo at August 30, 2004 10:12 AM