2003-04-13 - 3:24 p.m. Wedding and Soccer Good Morning faithful Humans Its a sunny Sunday and I like the sound of that. I have my soccer game later today. Its the playoffs. Its the indoor league and we are a bunch of no-talent boys with hearts. We seem to win only because we want to win more than the other team; not cause we are better. I could never be a good leader on a sports team. Here is why 1) A leader has to be good; not that I am bad, but I am not going to win you any games 2) A leader has to have faith in every player; in every game. I typically asses the game and say this one is a loss. Example: in the playoffs today we are going to play at least two games before we play in the finals (all in one day) and since we a seeded lower I don't think that our team has the talent or endurance to get through three games today. Hence, I feel we are going to loose. I can't look Andy in the eye and say "yeah I think we are going to win." I think we are going to loose. Is there anything wrong with that approach. I say yes. I won't make a good leader. The wedding is over. It went very well, expect the sisters newly inheritied kid is just a terror. He's just an ADHD nightmare and drives both sides of the family crazy. I don't care if the girl was Josie Maran; that kid wold put a hex on the deal. Carla gave an increadible toast. Funny and short. Ideal. I was envious of her insight. I hope someday I will be asked to be the best man in a wedding. Contenders Sam-most likely. No Brother and I am in competition with Trout. Trout has a hope, but I feel I will get the nod. John will be an usher since Sam thinks john is a amazing usher. John-perhaps, but he's got a brother so thats usually the trade. However I pity the audience for the toast Alan will cook up. It will mostly involve him laughing at Warcraft/Starwars jokes; and nobody else. Vik-Odds are like 300 to 1. Got a brother and is Indian. I would undoubtinly say something that would offend all Indians. Like; they should put casinos in the Tage Ma Hall; it worked for the Souix. Trout- Never Its Sam or his Brother Hillson- Suprisingly not bad odds considering I haven't talk to him in a long time. But he's got a brother who is a bigger prick than him. I doubt I'll get invited to the wedding. Hinckley- I swear this kid will have a freakin homeless man be the best man cause that would be "valid." My shots 19-1 Alan-Perhaps. I mean its Joey Ready, me or John. Joey might refuse, John is the first choice, but John make a really good usher, so maybe. Needles- I will be the best man for his next wedding. My roomate from college Dan-No brother and frankly I might have a decent shot. But my speech would be like this; "Dan is marring a girl that looks like a man cause he is gay, and should be marring a man. To the husband; hope you signed a prenuptuial; to the wife; Keep the veil on if you want this one to make it past year one." That being said the wedding went very well. I am pleased as a pickle. I will describe the people I mentioned in this email in more detail later, but its a sunny Sunday and I am online. | |||||||||||
