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Date	Time	Field	Record	Opponent	How'd we do?
Apr. 20	7:35	Field A	1-0	Deep Impact	Before I forget, is it just me, or are the speed bumps in the Holy Angel's parking lot brutal? Anyway, on to the game. I think Craig put it best - Great game last night guys. It was the tale of two halves, and as far as I'm concerned two different teams. We started off feeling our way through it, with some really poor decisions and sluggish play by all (losing at half-time 6-18). We came around in the second half with a more efficient offense and threw a shutout on defense with lockdown man-to-man. Final score of 36-18. Our MVP for the night was Billy who had two picks, numerous knockdowns and a couple of touchdowns. Craig used his quick feet to make plays on O and had a big pick. Steph was all over the endzones making grabs. Bic caught a bullet with her face. Noah made numerous big yardage sideline grabs. I got beat on fourth down on a deep ball to a girl (who happened to be Johnny's friend... perfect). Fun night and we're only going to get better. Sorry this isn't more clever/funny. I'm off to a nap.
Apr. 20 (Monday)	9:25	Field C	2-0	PwC Ballers	(from Bic) Tonight’s 9:25 game time brought a few Sleepy-Time Bears to the field. Bill was still adjusting from nearly a week’s worth of nightly 11-hour hibernation periods. Shon noted that the game time was past his bedtime. And the amount of yawns and “I’m tired” coming from Keith’s mouth certainly made one wonder if his “sickness” was otherwise known as narcolepsy. This sluggishness translated into a slow start, with our first drive ending in a pick by the 12-men, 2-women opponents (seriously, why do you need so many men on a team?). Fortunately the little mishap served as a wake-up call, and we responded by forcing a punt. Craigy led the charge with offensive acumen and defensive leadership. Keith fueled our fire with a couple of deep end-zone catches. Things got a little heated when the Ballers tried to claim one of their catches was a touchdown, even though the ball never crossed the plane of the endzone (duh!). Goldy-Pants Stephy got so fired up by the unstickiness of her gloves (although to her credit, she did pilfer three sets from some bears and had oldest, old, and 2-weeks-old gloves to choose from) that a next-day apology e-mail was deployed. Despite the heat (and hot-heads), when the smoke cleared at game’s end, 612! stood the clear victor: a bunch of points (us) to zero (them). Or something like that – I told you we were sleepy!
May 4	8:30	Field C	2-1	Game Time	(from Noah) The Sukhi-Schlichting connection wasted little time in hooking up on a patented deep score, but that cool connection had nothing on Bic’s belly-flop fly pattern score, cementing her MVP status without a doubt before the night was even half over. Craig kept us alive with his rocket arm, and nimble feet—running in a TD (and a few conversions, if memory serves) and some tenacious D by a sack-happy Sukhum and the swarming coverage of Steph and Bic kept the pressure on our black-clad opponents. A few drops along the way, and a very untimely interception (seriously, how many freaking NFL Prime Time’s have I seen, and I still don’t know when to just “knock it down!”), cost us field position and a few chances to make more marks on the scoreboard. Despite it all, our zone D was holding strong, and victory was nigh until Bic got jobbed on an interference call because some silly girl couldn’t keep her balance on an incomplete pass. The bogus call gave our opportunistic opponents (apparently equipped with a Nintendo control pad for pausing the play clock whenever they wanted) just enough room (about two square feet in the left front corner of the enzone, to be precise) to squeeze out the game-winning score. The “official” standings may read 2-1, but we all know better. Lost 22-21 with our opponent converting for two with :04 seconds left.
May 11	8:30	Field D	2-2	Backyard All-Stars	(from Bill) 'Twas a dark and stormy night. Our opponents, the Backyard Allstars, came out fired up and ready to play. We didn't. Apparently, it was an away game for us and the venue was our opponents backyard. Instead of 612!, a better name for our team last night would have been Behind the Woodshed, because we were beaten soundly. They moved efficiently down the field capping off their first drive with a TD. Our offense wasn't "warmed up" on our first drive. But not to worry, at least not yet, because our MVP kept us in the game. Mr. Instant Offense Even When On Defense, (now that nickname just rolls off the tongue!,) stepped in for a pick and returned it for a touchdown to keep it close. After that, it was like a game of backyard nerf football, big kids versus little kids. Before long, it was 33-6. Ouch! They completed about 90% of their passes and we caught about 10% of ours. (Sorry Craig!) We were probably lucky the score was that close. About this time, we mixed it up with a little spaghetti, hold the meatballs. Even the weather was confused and the wind stopped for about 10 minutes. This was just enough time for us to rally and make the score less embarrassing. Pat had another pick in there, but sadly biffed it on his way to another TD. He did make a catch about 20 yards out, made a sweet duck 'n spin move to evade the Scooby-Doo-villain-two-armed-grasp of their gentle giant, before scooting in for the touchdown. The play drew mixed reviews: 612! loved it, the Backyarders thought he was down, but the ref thought it was so cool he had to allow the TD. What is this, the XFL? Anyway, everyone was in good spirits despite the loss. Especially when we had full participation (except for those who didn't play - yeah, jerks, I'm talking to you Keith, Bic and Noah) at Champs where we met Todd and John and gorged ourselves on Nachos covered in some cheese-like sauce. Like I said, 'twas a dark and stormy night.
May 18	8:30	Field C	3-2	Pham's Tardy Friends	(from Craig) Were we part of the circus? Most would say yes with our cast of characters and the size of the throwing circle we created before the game. After the embarrassment was too much for some, we went old school, and started a little jump ball. It may be just me, but our "skills" need to be fine tuned. Despite the lack of focus in pre-game, we were the real deal come game time. Even with Under Armor gear, our opponent's defense was no match for our spaghetti leader on the field. With very few errors, we outscored our opponents by a 3:1 ratio. Two-ball snowman played solid D, but melted down on a few plays. Big head little body, turned "I'm too sexy," caught several long balls, but kept his head from growing excessively by giving up the long ball to their Annie-Annie over QB. Chili Dawg spent most of the game on the sidelines, but made his presence felt with a toe dragging pick. Hawaii 5-0 had news from off the field that brought smiles to all. Salty said no soup for you and made a few big man plays in some tight situations. The Schlichtings took home the MVP trophy and the honor of recapturing the night's festivities. The next few weeks we may be welcoming back several ghosts from the past to field a full squad. Also keep your eyes on the talk of an Adam Sandler sequel to 50 first dates.
May 25	9:30	Field C	3-2	2 Left Cleats	Rained-out and postponed. Stay tuned!
June 1	8:00	Field C	3-3	2 Left Cleats	Not too much worth mentioning. I was entertained though by the thought of Keith testing the sharpness of his lawnmower blades with his package.
June 1	10:00	Field B	4-3	Game Time	All Day!
June 8	6:30	Field C	4-4	Backyard All-Stars	The website says we lost 26-6 in the playoff semifinals. All done.