Worst. Jerseys. Ever.
No wonder we didn't win a single game.
Hayley and I left Vegas at around 8:30pm last night, directly following our final loss of the tournament. We left with a perfect tally of 3 losses, 0 wins. It started to rain about half an hour outside of town and continued to rain harder and harder all the way home. By the time we got into Los Angeles proper, it was a total downpour. At around 12:30am, Hayley's we pulled into her driveway in Hermosa Beach and her GPS informed us, "Get the fuck out of the car, you're here, bitch!" (You can program your own messages in, obviously). I then headed all the way back to Pasadena on my own. It was pouring harder than ever. I have an all wheel drive car and grew up in the Pacific Northwest, so I was doing fine at about 50mph. However, I drove by several wrecks and saw numerous people nearly lose control of their vehicles. Coming up the 2, I saw a guy in a truck go into a flatspin all the way across the freeway, manage not to hit anything, right himself and drive on, without even pulling over to gather his senses or change his shorts. Wally was happy to see me home and even happier to play all day outside in the deluge.
No wonder we didn't win a single game.
Hayley and I left Vegas at around 8:30pm last night, directly following our final loss of the tournament. We left with a perfect tally of 3 losses, 0 wins. It started to rain about half an hour outside of town and continued to rain harder and harder all the way home. By the time we got into Los Angeles proper, it was a total downpour. At around 12:30am, Hayley's we pulled into her driveway in Hermosa Beach and her GPS informed us, "Get the fuck out of the car, you're here, bitch!" (You can program your own messages in, obviously). I then headed all the way back to Pasadena on my own. It was pouring harder than ever. I have an all wheel drive car and grew up in the Pacific Northwest, so I was doing fine at about 50mph. However, I drove by several wrecks and saw numerous people nearly lose control of their vehicles. Coming up the 2, I saw a guy in a truck go into a flatspin all the way across the freeway, manage not to hit anything, right himself and drive on, without even pulling over to gather his senses or change his shorts. Wally was happy to see me home and even happier to play all day outside in the deluge.
8 Comments:
Sofie wants to play Hockey now that she's seen the uniforms. :)
Traffic WAS scary this week. Jeff hit a pothole and got a flat on the 110 on Thursday night, then on Friday night at 1130pm he got stuck in a traffic jam on the 110 because a helicopter had just crashed into the southbound lanes!!
Another person I know told me today that he rear ended a car on the 110 who was just SITTING THERE in a lane, at night, without lights on! He hit them @ 50 mph!! Everyone is very bruised but fine. I can't believe it!
Super scary.
Glad you're home.
Sorry it wasn't much fun.
Maybe if you added a ferocious looking decal?
Wow, That would be the first time I've seen you in pink since age 2! Ya, a ferocious looking decal might help; the intimidation factor was definitely lacking!
Glad you made it home safely... We're looking at a forcast of snow in the next couple of days here (WA).
Jerseys? They look like the bastard hate-child between a '70s prom dress and a choir robe. No wonder you blew out of town so fast.
Those driving conditions sound like our first day of snow here. Everybody forgets how to drive!!
LOL LA!!!
Oh, God, those jerseys are hideous. Y'all look like giant globs of bubble gum. :-(
KJC
Aside from the uniforms it looked like you had a couple of grandmothers on the team. You were doomed from the outset.
Those were pretty bad jersies!
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