i'm hanging up my signature argyle socks this game. they're getting kind of holey and don't really complement Fight Crew's snazzy new uniforms. speaking of the bout, if you're planning to attend and haven't bought tix, it will probably sell out online tonight. you have been warned.
Fight Crew is playing the San Diego Swarm, and my team is determined to triumph. it's been way too long since we've won a regular season game and we're fed up. i know i speak for everyone on the crew when i say i'm sick of this close-but-just-out-reach bullshit. we lost our previous game to the Cookies (08 champs) by four lousy points. i'd like to win this game by at least 10 and i know we can do it.
i tried to convince my team to do our skateout routine to the Screamers, which I think would be very L.A. of us (while inducing terror in our opponents), but no one went for it.
i guess i'll just listen to the Screamers on my own before the game and get all bloodthirsty and shit.
tonight, i'm headed to pure luck with georgia where i will eat a burrito as big as my head. we jocks call this carb-loading.