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May 29, 2006
Memorial Day weekend
Hope your Memorial Day weekend was as good as mine:
I had no idea I was so red when I was walking around the View Bar on Saturday night. Joe told me the bar was usually reserved for off-duty porn stars and hookers, and we believe we saw one there, waiting around with his duty bag. I correctly predicted he wasn't going to get much business there that night due to the high availability of other less costly men, and I was right. The hooker left, out-marketed by the availability of sweaty hookers of a different kind.
The 2006 Bingham Cup was a lot of fun, and marked the arrival of hot summer temperatures. NY1 News managed to catch the only game I played in on film, video link included with the story - I think I'm number 14 in the fuzzy video. I was in an odd position as a sub on our A (Cup) side as it would have taken a mortal wound to take out anyone I could replace. But they toughed it through six dusty, hot matches regardless, and we came out 3rd in the Cup division, and the same with our Plate division. The Aussie Convicts won first in both, and the Boston Ironsides first in the Bowl division. I'll have to say that the most exciting match was us versus Manchester, with two nail-biting 'sudden death' match extensions due to a 3-3 tie, ultimately won by a penalty kick from our side. The most surprising ending was during our match against Gotham with a last-second 3-point drop kick from some 40 yards away by our miraculous Leprechaun scrumhalf, which secured a win. Joe and Eddie showed up for the nail-biting match, and I tried my best to explain what was going on and why people were spazzing out. I don't think they got it but they cheered for the hottie #13s on any side. The hottest teams of the tournament were certainly the Sydney Convicts and the brand new and totally muscular team from Cardiff. All blond and red-headed and cute as a button.
Later Saturday evening Glenn showed up at a social and I also got to meet Vasco, with whom I chatted for a while before the sunburn took me down. Glenn also came to watch a few matches on Sunday, and introduced me to Gayest Neil (partner of Plasicaisle) who played with the Gotham team. After the tournament matches were done I made an attempt at a disco nap so was up and ready for the closing party and XXL dance, where Joe and his dreamy friend Ken from Jersey arrived. Also in attendance were CSCFON and OMG Michael Hartney, who was unnerved by my girly screams due to his presence. I was able to out-geek the comic book fan with my vast knowledge of X-Men trivia. While I hear I need to suspend my historical knowledge of the Uncanny ones for X3, Michael was happy to learn that Juggernaut is Charles Xavier's brother, and that the Beast wasn't always so furry.
And speaking of furry, the XXL party was over the top. However, in terms of meeting new friends, my evening began with hitting on one of the few straight guys on one team (who was polite, but uninterested), and went downhill from there. Oh well, I got a lot of rest over the weekend anyway. But this Aussie got me riled up every time I saw him over the course of the weekend: 
Aussie! Aussie! Aussie!
Oi! Oi! Oi!
Dreamy! Dreamy! Dreamy!
Woof! Woof! Woof!
Many more pictures from the tournament at the break, thanks to Blogstar Brettie for any pictures of me...
Psyching up for Saturday morning's matches, iPod mini product placement:
Me and Twan:
I think I had the ball in this photo, in a match against the Seattle Quake.
After the nail-biting double-sudden-death match against Manchester, I'm wondering if I had a heart attack just from watching. Manchester in the background to my left, the Renegades to my right:
My hat keeps me cool:
A particularly woofy ref: 
My favorite Aussie, center, with red chest fur: 
Aussies accepting their Cup win at the award ceremony: 
Yet another scruffy Aussie: 
Aussie accepting Plate win with Mark Bingham's mom, Alice Hoglan: 
I'm trying to reprezent Tha DC but I can't get my fingers to twist correctly like Lora's: 
Posted by jimbo at May 29, 2006 7:35 PM
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Jimbo, my friend Mark was playing on the Convict team in NY. You met is bf Sandy at the Furry Friends of Homer party back in 2005.
Posted by: homer at May 29, 2006 10:51 PM
I very like the sparse patch of hair shown above your 2XIST waist line; remind me of Snoopy. Woof!
Posted by: Jason at May 30, 2006 1:21 AM
sunburn = OUCH!
aussie = please, sir, may I have some more?
Posted by: jeremy at May 30, 2006 2:28 AM
Dude is that chick doing the west side hand thing??? What's that all about???
Posted by: Andy at May 30, 2006 2:48 AM
in picture numero tres, you look like a cute jimbo poseable action figure.
Posted by: Paul at May 30, 2006 8:50 AM
Looks like you left a pasty Wisconsinite and came back a redneck.
Congrats on the placement and boo for the lack of men throwing themselves at you; they're just intimidated by your woofiness.
Posted by: copperred at May 30, 2006 9:46 AM
All #13s are HOT.
I think the guy lying on his side without a shirt was Sydney's #13.
Posted by: Joe.My.God. at May 30, 2006 10:31 AM
When I see the first picture all I can say is "I see london, I see France...." Be careful out there, SPF 40+ for you my friend.
Posted by: Marie at May 30, 2006 3:22 PM
And hear I thought all the guys at the View Bar were just friendly.
Posted by: Chris at May 30, 2006 8:12 PM
I remember my trip to Australia as a closeted str8 boy - after seeing all those hotties (seriously the whole country is just gorgeous) I think I came out about 5 months later...
Sorry about your burn - thankfully the dark Italian complexion that gets me on no-fly lists does protect me from your fate... Hope you find some fire-fuzzed Aussie to rub aloe on it...
BTW nice rugger legs on the pic of you and the ipod in front of the tent!
Posted by: TOS at May 31, 2006 10:12 AM