One comment on “F-E-A-R The FALCON (Harry Palm Press):

  1. Boys, what a treat it was getting out to see the boys for the first time this year. Well, other than the hockey I should say. I was in full “rusty as hell because I’ve been off all summer” mode but you bastards were in “fuck you Lovie, we’ve been playing for 2 months and we are making you look like shit” mode.

    Other than Doc asking me if I was the slower, fatter, less coordinated and bearded brother of myself the guys were pretty good….well, other than the Turk’s comment. “What’s the problem? You been off eating vegetarian pizza and sucking cock all off season? Christ…”

    It was great to get back on stage for a couple cocktails with the boys and I was glad to see Beep fitting right in as he was slashing Sunny against the wall. Sure, some guys thought it was over the top when I skipped the traditional handshake and chose to make out with Hollywood, but shit, he had this crazy, handsome Qui Gon Jin look going. Maybe he plied me with the force, I don’t know. Regardless, it was so great that some of us met for lunch on Thursday. To show the class of the organization, Steve O not only took the time to give me a private tour of the training facility (which involved an extensive look at the male shower area) but he also slid a mitt-full of 20’s on the table as he left to buy lunch for the boys! With leadership like that the Tomcats are bravely marching into the future. Hell, we may even get a new scoreboard soon. I hear it is tucked inside the gym bags Jingles is ordering for us…

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