A friend from Illinois informed me of the recent tournament held
in Chicago wherein his team came in 6th in a field of 10 teams. God
must have miracled their asses from their rightly deserved dead last
finish to an unjustifiable 6th place.
A message to those that finished 7th through 10th: you lost to
and placed behind three guys who haven't played the game in years
(two of them also suffer from slow reflexes due to years of acute
alcohol abuse) and two other guys who were coat-tail riding hacks
back at Illinois; might I suggest putting the buzzer down and bowing
your heads in shame, then writing some inspirational haikus to be
read to your respective teams after your hari-kari.
T. Andy Wang