"It's A Long Fly Ball To Left" - The A2K Fantasy Baseball Thread

I am looking forward to it Jes. Thank you!
I hope I don't embarrass Rock too terribly much.

Do you need the information to sign up for the league, Mismi? I have that around here somewhere or George/Rhys can get that to you.
If you join we will be at 11 players but need to end on an even number (12). Fortunately the draft was pushed back so I have time to nag.
Welcome!

That would be an impossible task.

Are you here to manage your own team, or just tag-teaming?

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It's right there in our national anthem, Mismi: "...the land of the free and the home of the braves."
Geesh.

I believe she's tagging the squirrel team.

I have re-registered under the squirrel account, and will have missy up to speed shortly.

we now have assembled a triumvirate of the likes never seen before in yahoo baseball.

somehow we still wound up teeing off on the barbarians again...

Thatsa lotta scouting.

I love intimidation through word usage.

Your Commish cuts loose with NE Disabled Sports at Loon Mountain, NH.

This was his first time without tethers or any physical connection to an
instructor.

verra cool.

I still remember my first run down the bunny slope.

and my first giant pileup in the snow...

And I remember my one and only attempt at skiing: Ft Leonard Wood, Missouri, in about January, 1969. I was there for AIT Army training ahead of deployment to VN. A weekend pass on a slope perhaps less challenging then the one Rhys faced. I led with my nose all the way down and spent the rest of the weekend in the bar feigning an ankle injury.

I learned to ski, slightly, at Badger Pass in Yosemite. I went with two friends who already were fair skiers. I missed getting into the morning lesson for beginners, so I tried it on my own. Had to stop myself at some stand near the lodge where people put their skis when eating inside. Egads. Never did learn to do other than snow plow, though I took the t-bar to higher ground, this after one beginning lesson. Sort of fell off the t-bar. I think I fell twenty three times on the way down.
Call me grace.

Went to Mammoth later with another friend, same deal only she was an expert skier. I puttered around the bunny area. That trip was memorable for the two times she got a flat tire in mid mojave desert, let's say 2 a.m., and shortly after putting on the spare, at 3 a.m. That's also the trip I learned my eyes were funny - she could see stars and I couldn't.

I turned off of skiing when I worked with a ski maniac. Bindings, boots, which skis are best, the Cornice.. she never shut up.

Rhys is way braver than me.

this is for the grand high poobah commissioner





tell him "hey" from Tranna

I came off the chair lift and went right into a group of folks....like a bowling ball hitting a bunch of pins. It was horrifying.

... was anyone spared?

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Funny.

Hate to say it but the whole group went down...apparently they were beginners as well...which would explain the whole gathering at the bottom of a hill right off of the chair lift.

Dufi - the lot of them.