vs. electric mayhem
Oh. Where do I start with Saturday's recap? We were scheduled to face Electric Mayhem (formerly known as sonofabocce) at 3:15pm. Due to some B63 bus delays, Cap'n Terror (not our actual captain at the moment), Principle Terror (our actual captain at the moment) and I (a captain for one season) got to Floyd at 3:18. We shouldn't have been worried during that bus ride. That day's second match was heading into a third game. That meant there was an entire match that had to be played before the Terrors needed to take the court.
That extra time meant Cap'n Terror and Principle Terror (Chris and Ezra, ok? Can I stop referring to us by our nicknames? It's really tough to follow.) had time to get a late lunch. Sadly, I don't have photographic evidence of Chris realizing his sandwich was issued in wrap form. He hates wraps. After losing to the Cle. Steamers beat Cobra Kai, our sandwich guys donated a few of their remaining potato chips to our old league-mates, Cobra Kai.
Around 4:45PM we finally got onto the court. Electric Mayhem has a no warm-up policy for themselves. Feeling confident, we decided we were fine with getting the game started right away. We selected the red balls (despite one of the good balls being missing from the area of play. We had to use one of the Sportcraft balls as our fourth ball). Jamie and I took the front entrance side of the court, with Chris and Kat handling rolling duties from the opposite end. Game one ended quickly, with the Terrors scoring seven unanswered points.

(Kat in mid-season form)
Captain Ezra said we were rolling great and that the same four should stay on the court and keep rolling. I think we all wanted to see him get in there. After some bickering, I decided I'd step out and force him to take my position. It seemed like a fine decision. The Terrors scored six more unanswered points.
And then the answering began. Electric Mayhem scored seven points in a row, sending the match into game three. There were stunned looks all around. The dominant play we'd been showcasing disappeared.

(Ezra follows the trajectory of a bank shot)
At the conclusion of that shocker, Chris dashed off to a previous engagement (honestly, he thought he could make plans for nighttime activities with a game scheduled for 3:15. He was wrong, apparently). I stepped back onto the court, joining with my game one partner, Jamie. Ezra switched ends and game three got underway. It was a back and forth battle as each team seemed to score one or two points at a time. Eventually, we found ourselves tied six to six. Ezra made a great spock shot, taking out the green Electric Mayhem ball and the Terrors won game three, and thus the match (to sighs of relief from all of us in red shirts).

(Electric Mayhem was intimidated by our logo. Obviously, they got past that in game two.)
On Saturday, February 3rd, we get a look at Rollin' Deep. That match is scheduled for 1:45. We'll do our best to get it started on time.
Comments
Good job guys. Nice to see we have a win under our belts. I look forward to rejoining the action next weekend. You certainly did better than my other team. They lost their first game. As you can imagine, I am ancy to get back.
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Posted by: DrummStyle | January 29, 2007 10:44 AM
nice post. i look forward to more like it.
Posted by: hot legs | January 29, 2007 12:52 PM
favorite overheard line from this weekend. (I think it was someone from Boccismo)
"Saturdays might be a little too intense for me..."
Posted by: ez | January 29, 2007 04:19 PM
Yes...the missing red ball. It must be found! Or do we think it's on a round-the-world trip with a garden gnome?
Posted by: Homer Fink | January 29, 2007 05:02 PM
not to burst your bubble ezra, but i'll bet the person was trying to say, "geez there sure are a lot of overcompetive assholes who play on saturday."
but then again, what do i know? i'm just a coward who couldn't hack the intensity.
Posted by: hot legs | January 29, 2007 05:23 PM
Marc, you managed to make the whole scenario seem downright calm. anyone who was within 30 feet of me during gmaes 2 and 3 knows that i was anything but. i was a mess and i couldn't stop thinking about the shot i sould have made for the potential 7-0, 7-0 victory rather than the the one i made. we were still shooting fairly well, but the Mayhem started making good shots and really had us on the ropes. i don't know what i would have done had Ezra missed that last shot, but i was threatening the end my illustrious bocce career. that would have been an epic, Yankees-in-the-2004-ALCS level collapse.
Posted by: jamie | January 29, 2007 05:31 PM
my god hot legs, you are really way too worked up.
boccismo was playing beeyotcces in their game, now you want to start with them too?
Posted by: ez | January 29, 2007 06:49 PM
if you think i'm worked up ezra, you definitely don't know what you're talking about. take a look at my comments in the last post and you'll see not a moment of being worked up on my end.
i will admit that my previous comment wasn't very nice and was a lackluster attempt at a zinger.
kiss kiss.
Posted by: hot legs | January 29, 2007 09:24 PM
you know i love you hot legs
Posted by: ez | January 30, 2007 12:55 AM
I hate wraps too.
Posted by: Jim | January 30, 2007 02:52 PM
My G-D!!!! THERE IS A RED BALL MISSING!
Am I the only one worked up over this?
Posted by: Homer Fink | January 30, 2007 06:20 PM
what happened to my comment? i wanted to know what kind of sandwiches you guys ate.
Posted by: young turk | January 30, 2007 09:44 PM
I get a lot of spam and sometimes accidentally delete real comments from real people. Sorry about that.
Posted by: marc b. | January 31, 2007 12:36 AM
we ordered sandwiches from the specials board at brooklyn heights deli, and at no point was the word wrap used. then lo and behold...
wraps.
so sad.
Posted by: ez | January 31, 2007 01:48 AM
BREAKING NEWS: Last night, I FOUND the LOST RED BALL.
Carry on. Thanks.
Posted by: Homer Fink | January 31, 2007 08:30 AM