Worst Game Ever Redux

This week's game smelled more than Cary Grant taking a bath in skunks after a bout of hot sweaty man love. Though the match began with a heartwarming tribute to two recently deceased celebrities, the Bernie Macs Forever--led by first-time manager Ron Parkins--quickly succumbed to the brutal intensity and je na se qua of Dave McCary's juggernaut collection, R.I.P. Isaac Hayes.

Some "highlights":

1) B-Macs' 1-2-3 top of the first, followed by The R.I.P.'s eight-run explosion in the bottom of the first. The tone was set.

2) The numerous motivational speeches by Skipper Parkins.

3) Mustang's "golden boy" status for cutting the deficit from 18-0 to 18-1 in the 7th.

4) Josh. Always.

5) Albi steps to the plate in the 9th, epic comeback still in reach (only 20 runs to tie!). The crowd rises, a whisper on their lips, "Albi...Albi..." The words grow stronger, "Albi, Albi." It becomes a furious torrent of audible yearning, "Albi! Albi!" ...Then he sends a lazy pop fly to third.

Luckily, the Cha Cha Lounge's patented Bloody Marys were there to reward the victors and console losers alike. Besides, there's always next week. Keep checking back this week for some photos of the game and (possibly) info about a radical housewarming party.