Old Men In Jeans

The Brewers took on the Old Men and the Jeans last night...and it was uglier than hemorrhoid bleeding through a pair of wranglers: Real. Uncomfortable. Softball.

Seriously folks, that was brutal.
Not even ice cold beer and a tri-fecta of tasty grilled snausages could save the Real Brewers from an embarrassing 11 run, 10 run rule shortened contest vs Kierran and the Cane Clan...

What made the contest so ugly? Mainly that the Levi Legged Lads outhit, outfielded, out pitched, outran, but NEVER outdrank the Stay up to Late Brewers and their poor attempts at somewhat decent softball.

A few key notes from the game: Darin snagging his balls at 3rd, Haig taking a Macauly Culkins Dad line drive off the hand(but catching the ball), Nick making a makeshift trophy out of Mickey's bottles and beer cans and medical tape, Freddie staying up way past his bedtime, the glow of fresh mustard nestled into Bob's beard, Darin roasting himself in the woods(post game), ice cold beer, Twins Suck talk, Larry's fantastic starts to stories that ramble so far off the path that the endings are never told, Schmidts beer farts, Beer Can Basketball, accompanied by gourmet Italian bread, all the while doing things that get teenagers grounder for eons..


Looking forward, the Real Brewers play host next week to some other team...no matter how good or bad that team is, only one thing is known about next weeks matchup: WE will spend more time at the park than the other team, and we will do more things that will make our mothers frown...as for the softball, well, not tearing knee ligaments, getting your face split open, or acquiring a bruise darker than a black steer's toukis on a moonless prairie night is a victory we can all celebrate!

-Ben