You know you have written way too much in a Blog post when you overhear two Stag Night operatives exclaim that it had taken 2 beers to fully read last weeks post outlining the teams. Really, only 2 beers. I know of a few warriors who would have taken up the challenge to polish off at least 3 beers. However, reading about one’s exploits is not for the faint of heart. It takes real courage to look at your fellow team mates and wonder WTF was our captain on when he assembled this group of mismatched warriors.

Having experienced the love that comes from ones very own team is quite an unnatural phenomenon here on Stag Night. Having looked at the scores from last week and seeing that The McChicken’s actually pulled a fast one and came in first place for the night. And my being totally absent could only have helped. I was so proud of my team. Until I got the message from my very own captain saying, “we done really good without ya’ this past Wednesday, maybe you should consider staying away for a few more nights and let us build up a comfortable lead, then ya’ can come on back, ok?” Spoken like a true Shakespearean scholar.

To say I was a little taken back by this bold comment I would be lying. I realized my captain was only thinking of what was best for the rest of the team. Putting all worldly pursuits aside and focusing on the losing team member takes courage and devotion. I am proud to call my captain not only Captain, but my friend. A friend who is willing to lay it on the line for his team. What courage, what? You fill in the rest.

Jeff