Forfeit, Not Failure

No matter how much we solicited, begged, pleaded, and guilted, DKers made a point not to show up to Game 4. In fact, most of the Filthy Punts—fatigued from past loss and emotionally disturbed—failed to play as well. Starving and outnumbered, we had to forfeit. We. Just. Had. To. Okay?

Jessica was devastated. Jeremy wept openly.

Yet, in true Filthy Punts form, the game went on! Sort of. The Friendship Factory (true to name) offered beers and a chance to kick the ol’ ball around just for fun. Apparently it’s called “scrimmaging.” So really, in the end, we were all winners…except we weren’t. Because we forfeit. Hey, it’s fine! Forfeiting does not equate to true failure. It equates to irresponsibility and laziness. And we’re cool with that. Just look at us.

A big “go sports!” to Stuart and Shawn for taking one for the team and reffing the following game. Next time you’ll learn to leave the field faster. And, drama alert: we totally got called-out on never attending the league’s traditional post-game shindig. Oh well, Filthy Punts. At least we fueled the gossip flame by ditching out on the mid-season party, too!

The next public display of incompetence is this week against Pitch Please!, 7:15 p.m. at Churchill Park. We’d <3 to see you.

Now in the words of our illustrious leader Matt Cowen, “Game’s over. Let’s get drunk.” Very inspiring, and possibly indicative of a problem...

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