Thursday, April 5, 2012

So Long And Thanks For All The Wins

Mood: Angry yet proud
State of Mind: Frustrated, yet whimsical
Location: Heart of Gold

Looks like the Infinite Improbability Drive failed TFC last night.

Infinite Improbability Drive
Generates a field in which anything, no matter how improbable, can exist
Douglas Adams - Hitchhiker's Guide To The Galaxy

TFC's seemingly improbable run through the CCL tournament came to an end when they hit the proverbial "Restaurant At The End of the Universe", Santos Laguna in Torreon. You know that about 14 minutes into the second half, several players were looking around for a towel to wave in hopes of being picked up by a passing spaceship that would take them anywhere but there. Vogon poetry has to be better than the defensive horrors that we witnessed in the second half...I wonder if Aceval is a Vogon name?

Didn't that second half feel an awful lot like Arthur Dent futilely laying in the muck in front of the bulldozer - helpless to prevent what was going to happen - yet still willing to follow Ford Prefect to the pub for an end of the world pint. It's enough to sympathize with Marvin the paranoid android; "I think you ought to know, I'm feeling very depressed". 

But take heart - our Slartibartfast has appeared, the Mark II edition of of the season has been created from the original blueprints and our team is free to begin again starting this Saturday - somewhere I hear whitecaps, I mean white mice chuckling...

As it says in large, friendly letters on the cover of the Guide (or SSH canister); DON'T PANIC

Learned Links: For slightly less whimsical and more well, down to earth recaps & commentary on last night's match visit the following planets; I mean blogs: The Yorkies, Waking The Red (John, Duncan), Red Nation Online and Mistake By The Lake.

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