When a new President is elected into office, he doesn't take over right away. There are a few months when the previous president is still in office, but he just hangs out and kicks it until it's time to be cremated. The media has given the term "Lame Duck" to this presidential position. Most recently, Obama was the new president elected into office and Bush was the Lame Duck who was eventually cremated.
I'll come back to the Lame Duck thing later... Yesterday Billy "The Merman" Allen sat me down in the hot tub after practice and tried to drown me. He foolishly believed that because he can breathe underwater that he'd be able to hold me under for aslong as it took. Well, news flash Merman, they don't call me Donkey for nothing.
Donkeys are great swimmers and I escaped the grasp of his Merman tail with the utmost of ease. Also, I could stand up in the hot tub.
After the hot tub incident I asked him why he tried to drown me. He responded, "Matt Fuerbringer asked me to play with him in the last few tournaments of the season and I couldn't turn him down. I knew that you would be really hurt if I dumped you so I tried to drown you instead." Hearing that made me feel a lot better about the situation. Billy actually cared so much about my feelings, he tried to murder me. How could I be mad? I said the first thing that came to mind... "If you eat a live frog in the morning, nothing worse will happen to either of you for the rest of the day." I just hope he took the time to truly find the inner meaning of my advice.
Despite my kind-hearted mood yesterday, today I found myself sitting on my couch, blinds drawn with a box of Aloe Kleenex, eating rainbow sherbert (Billy's favorite) out of the box, listening to my Kelly Clarkson and Avril Lavigne mix tape, and watching game film of Billy and I playing Mayer/Nygard in Hermosa. I'm not proud of my actions... (like I have any control over what I do). But it got me thinking... "Yo B-Blog, you still have one more tournament to play with Billy this weekend in San Francisco."
Let's go full circle... Billy has elected a new partner (Matt Fuerbringer). But I am still his partner for another 4 days. Does that make me a Lame Duck partner? Am I like George W. and is Fuerby like Barack? Does the AVP cremate players? Shit...
Don't get me wrong. I am stoked for Billy. He has worked very hard to put himself into a position to get picked up by a player as good as Matt Fuerbringer. Plus, I am a big boy. I can find a new partner. I will be fine for the Muskegon and Chicago events. I can't wait. It's fun to mix it up and play with different players sometimes. The only real issue I have is that I am basically S. out of L. for the Cincinnati event (Less teams, more money per player). To get into that tourney, the AVP will take the best 10 finishes from each TEAM throughout the season. 16 teams make it into the event. It doesn't matter who I play with, I can't get in because I haven't been playing with that person for at least 10 events. You might ask, what about Billy and Matt? Well, they will get the wild card into the tournament.
Fortunately, I believe Billy and I have come to an agreement that we both can appreciate. Either Billy dumps Fuerbringer before Chicago, but after they sign up for Chicago (That way Fuerby can blog about his own experience as a Lame Duck), or Billy makes me the best man in his wedding in November. We have agreed that the outcome of the poll to the right will be the ultimate decider. So, my friends, the choice is yours...
