So, here I was on the team bus, during MY Spring Break, in the middle of Argentina. We were sure to blow out the Bahamas, even with my own club team. I was bored and decided to go and talk to some of the players that weren't hungover. My first victim was Zane Ritter, AKA team scrub.
Big_Dogs: Do you think Coco will put you in versus Costa Rica?
Ritter: If I can manage to pull a Lodgson and nail some Argentine chick, then sure, why not?
Big_Dogs: While you're at it, do you think you could get me a couple bottles of tequila before the game starts?
Ritter: You're 14, right?
Big_Dogs: Yeah...
Ritter: "Then you should be fine", he said, quickly slipping me a $20 bill.
I then went to bother Coco, who was looking over a magazine. After standing over his shoulder for a few minutes, I finally spoke.
Big_Dogs: Whachu got there, Coco? Looking over at your porn collection?
Coco: No, kid. It's just my tactical plans for... Yeah, it's my porn magazine.
Big_Dogs: But it's a picture of Rosanne Barr...
Coco: I know.
After that traumatizing experience with Coco, I went back to my seat, only to find it covered in puke, thanks to Jairo Alejandro Rentaria.
Jairo: Lo siento, amigo. ¿Vas a comer eso?
Big_Dogs: I thought they retired you...
Jairo: Shhhh...
Anyway, come see the USA NT obliterate the Costa Rican NT on 3/19 at 6PM Eastern, 5PM Central, 3 PM Pacific.
Last edited by Big Dogs at 3/13/2012 4:43:13 PM