Heyadoo Bremerfans!
Your ol' pal Keithers here. Sorry I couldn't catch ya courtside for last night's match up at The Matt but goddamn did I ever get an earful of quality radio listening at home! I'm almost glad I was shitting lava and barfing up leftover shrimp poppers and club sauce listening to broadcasting legends Max Falkenstein and Bill Grigsby call the scrimmage on Sirius Sports 210. As always these two painted a masterpiece of action for the fans.
If you weren't listening at home like me you probably didn't hear that the Black Sheep's Mark III conversion van blew a radiator hose en route to the arena, causing the eventual forfeit. Our prayers go out to the players and their families during this difficult time. But, hey, silver lining to the story, their forfeit led to one of the best intrasquad scrimmages in municipal sports club history!
I mean, not since the Immaculate Season of spring 1987 and the Devil Dogs from Gerhart Heating & A/C went an unprecedented 13-0 have I heard players turn in such stellar performances. Falkenstein went absolute, Rwandan mountain apeshit over the dish from "talented sophomore" Mark DeBaun to what I'm calling this season's X Factor, Rian Tilgner. And how 'bout that double-double from former skipper Sarge?! I mean, are you kidding me? The guys over at Gerhart are probably pissing their Cintas jumpsuits reading this right now. Hell, their leading scorer Ed Doyle never got close to a triple-double his whole career. And no, Ron, if you're even thinking of calling me after you read this, that game you're thinking of was a 3-on-3 Ed played over at Richie and Wanda's 4th of July weekend with his kids and their friends. I'll buy you a hammerpack of ice-cold Hamm's if I'm wrong. Hand to God.
Anyway, I think Cillissen's on his way to being a standout this season. His numbers last summer weren't what I'd call "standout" but Grigs said he's really been hitting the gym hard and impressed the hell out of Coach Walters at OTAs. Guess time'll tell but it sounds like he got his shit together during the offseason.
Something maybe one of you who went last night can clear up for me: neither Max nor Bill said anything about Dave Plous. Is this guy MIA? What gives? I expected to hear at least one "Plous through traffic....pushes it up....and...in! Oh wow, make it count for Plous as he draws the defensive foul!" Nothing. Not a word. Was he even in the arena last night? Hell, I heard 45 plugs for Gatorade and not even a mention of the Hebrew Hacksaw. Anyone with information, let me know.
Well, at any rate, an impressive start to what I believe is going to be the Year of the Westie. Go Green and Gold and I'll see you all Monday over at Texarkana's (just 3 miles east of Richmond, off Exit 45 in Garringsburg) or courtside next Tuesday!
Your ol' pal Keithers here. Sorry I couldn't catch ya courtside for last night's match up at The Matt but goddamn did I ever get an earful of quality radio listening at home! I'm almost glad I was shitting lava and barfing up leftover shrimp poppers and club sauce listening to broadcasting legends Max Falkenstein and Bill Grigsby call the scrimmage on Sirius Sports 210. As always these two painted a masterpiece of action for the fans.
If you weren't listening at home like me you probably didn't hear that the Black Sheep's Mark III conversion van blew a radiator hose en route to the arena, causing the eventual forfeit. Our prayers go out to the players and their families during this difficult time. But, hey, silver lining to the story, their forfeit led to one of the best intrasquad scrimmages in municipal sports club history!
I mean, not since the Immaculate Season of spring 1987 and the Devil Dogs from Gerhart Heating & A/C went an unprecedented 13-0 have I heard players turn in such stellar performances. Falkenstein went absolute, Rwandan mountain apeshit over the dish from "talented sophomore" Mark DeBaun to what I'm calling this season's X Factor, Rian Tilgner. And how 'bout that double-double from former skipper Sarge?! I mean, are you kidding me? The guys over at Gerhart are probably pissing their Cintas jumpsuits reading this right now. Hell, their leading scorer Ed Doyle never got close to a triple-double his whole career. And no, Ron, if you're even thinking of calling me after you read this, that game you're thinking of was a 3-on-3 Ed played over at Richie and Wanda's 4th of July weekend with his kids and their friends. I'll buy you a hammerpack of ice-cold Hamm's if I'm wrong. Hand to God.
Anyway, I think Cillissen's on his way to being a standout this season. His numbers last summer weren't what I'd call "standout" but Grigs said he's really been hitting the gym hard and impressed the hell out of Coach Walters at OTAs. Guess time'll tell but it sounds like he got his shit together during the offseason.
Something maybe one of you who went last night can clear up for me: neither Max nor Bill said anything about Dave Plous. Is this guy MIA? What gives? I expected to hear at least one "Plous through traffic....pushes it up....and...in! Oh wow, make it count for Plous as he draws the defensive foul!" Nothing. Not a word. Was he even in the arena last night? Hell, I heard 45 plugs for Gatorade and not even a mention of the Hebrew Hacksaw. Anyone with information, let me know.
Well, at any rate, an impressive start to what I believe is going to be the Year of the Westie. Go Green and Gold and I'll see you all Monday over at Texarkana's (just 3 miles east of Richmond, off Exit 45 in Garringsburg) or courtside next Tuesday!
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