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Last night our good man GOLDBEAR tells me in the chat that there are those who think that CoachWard and I are directly connected, lets put those rumors to rest.


He is not....


a. my son: While I am old enough to be his father, the only child I have is 7, and he could probably better game plan than ward.


b. my 'life partner'" Ask the women of my life and they will assure you as to which team I am on. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Oj3VphK9AMk


c. the same person: now that is perhaps the biggest insult of all, my team is actually competitive.


Here is the deal. I live in Greenville where I run a mattress store, yes the team is Greensboro, but it has been almost 4 years since I lived there and I just never coughed up the caysh to change the name. Ward lives up the road in a Podunk community called Chocowinity which is adjacent to Little Washington, so he is literally 15 minutes down the road,

Now he does BB mail me on a regular basis, I think he is just lonely more than anything. And I have taken the time to meet the young man, as I figured since he talked about how he played football that I would throw a few bucks his way and let him come in and help unload a truck.

Lets just say that did not go well, first off he is about 5'4 150 which in and of itself does not make the task impossible as hauling mattresses in is more about how to leverage the weight. We tried to show him this but he was unable to grasp what is a simple concept.

My cohort and I (who is out here as well but who I am sure wants to remain anonymous) proceeded to run mad smack at him, critiquing his performance using BB platitudes. I am in my mid 40's, smoke 2 packs a day and I am about the same size as Ward and I can lug anything in off those trucks by myself, even the heavy kings. But he was just utterly incapable of handing anything not even the cheap twin mattresses, literally 5 minutes in he was drenched in sweat and sitting down to take a break! After about another 10 minutes we just handed him $10 (IF HE HAS MADE IT THRU HE WOULD HAVE GOTTEN 30) and we gave him a case of Dr.Pepper sitting in the storeroom and sent him on his way.


Here's a little exclusive for the USA community, I am getting married as I am in dire need of not just a wife, but a cook, housekeeper and accountant and the gal who I have been with for a couple of years but who moved to West by gawd Virginia is willing to come back take the leap. And since Ward is the resident bible thumper I asked him if perhaps he was legally ordained as a minister, he is not. So I guess it will be the cat who is the preacher for a church that comes around selling box lunches to raise funds for the homeless who will be doing the festivities. I will let you all know where we are registered so you can send us gifts.

On a related note I'd like to dispell some rumors about my connection to Trainerman (aka Wolph).

While it could have been fair to say that at some point Oregon was one giant inbred family where everyone knew and was related to everyone else, that really isn't the case anymore (thank you very much Californians for moving here and ruining a pure gene pool). Now Wolph, although playing a Japanese team, is an Oregon native. But just because there are a total of two people from Oregon who play Buzzerbeater doesn't mean we're the same person. And Wolph is not my secret account team where I play to my more verbose personality...he's a totally different person to whom I am not related. Swearzies.

But, hey, Oregon is Oregon...I have actually met the man. I live in a podunk town on the coast, but I do get to the "big city" Portland a few times a year for work and play. So turns out Wolph happened to be back visiting and dropped me a BBmail, and I happened to be in Portland at the time. So what the hell, let's meet up and talk Buzzerbeater. I got coffee with him at the Stumptown on SE Belmont about a year ago.

I did so with a little bit of trepidation. He can come off as, maybe you will agree if you're familiar with his postings, somewhat opinionated and grandios. Would he be a big loud jerk? As we waited for our drinks I was put to ease. He came across as a decent guy and we chatted and found some common ground of a few topics (Marketing? BB needs more. Marin? Grudging respect.). Them we got our coffee. Wolph took a sip of his and just flipped. He stormed up the the counter and demanded to talk to the manager. He went on and on about how his americano was shit, the espresso pull time was incorrect, water to coffee ratio was off, how their advertising was pitiful, that small market coffee places were being treated unfairly by larger shops such as theirs, that their shop only cared about profits and their product was utter crap as a result...it went on and on. I just left about half an hour later and he was still ranting as the store manager threatened to ban him from Stumptown for a month. Seems the real Wolph turned out to be just like the online Wolph. No sheep's clothing here.

So long story short, that's the extent of our connection. Anything else you hear is a goddamned filthy lie.

First off, Congratulations on the engagement. I checked with The Piggly Wiggly, and you are not registered there.

And an anonymous cohort you say? Do all 3 literate people in North Carolina play BB? This plot is getting thick.

Whoever said we were literate is a goddamn filthy liar.

I bb-mail you not because I am lonely.. I bb-mail you because I would like to know the people who I have as (buddy's) on the dang blang list and I take the time to care to message you every so often to see what youre doing and being a good friend and polite. your not the only one on my list my leaguemates and one person who complimented on my website is on the list and a person who bought my player who had a awesome team name called annonymouse is on the list to just because I message you doesn't mean I am lonely I perhaps in my head called you a bastard for that. No lifting matresses every damn day of your life is hard as shit plus it was my first time so perhaps the inexperience was in line with me not being able to life the matresses. At my current job as soon as it is 5 o clock I have to deal with stinky trash rats possible snakes for four hours I work my ass off each day for my pay. No offense bud

Calm down sparky, BTW- you got my extra for tonight for that key AAC matchup between those mighty Pirates and Temple, or did Bill Cosby get your number from R-Kelly and call and ask for it.

Last edited by Coach Lambini at 10/22/2015 8:47:01 AM

I'm not going to be there untill 9:15 can't sell it for profit either way! No Bill Cosby the rapist didnt get a call from R-kelly the soul music love songs hip hop and r and b artist didnt ask for it.

Nope, no profit to be made on reselling tickets and if you cant get there until 915 you might as well not bother, my question is why didn't you ask off, not like they just moved the game! I know this is a insult but come by the store and I will give you a 20 for it.

Whoever said we were literate is a goddamn filthy liar.

Although the word sounds like something a South Carolinian might do to their cousins, literate actually means being able to read. So while I am sure it's just as inaccurate as what you were thinking of, it at least was intended to be complimentary.

Whoever said we were literate is a goddamn filthy liar.

Although the word sounds like something a South Carolinian might do to their cousins, literate actually means being able to read. So while I am sure it's just as inaccurate as what you were thinking of, it at least was intended to be complimentary.

Your a strange...strange man (shakes head and smiles)