A Tale of Rambo, Trailer Parks, and Waffle Houses

What' this?! Another blog within a week of the last one?!

Yes, dreams do come true.

That is, unless your dream was to win the Granville or Murfreesboro tournaments and you don't play for Ghetto Force. That's right righteous readers, Ghetto Force has closed out a strong fall season by pretty much defeating all adversaries these last 2 months.

Starting first with the Granville tournament which was oddly named Down the Rabbit Hole. Like Alice was gonna come out and throw vicious scoober hucks. On a field outside of a "mansion" the size of a trailer home, Ghetto Force found itself midst a vicious bout for glory, honor, and discos (praise his name). Due to Hurricane Sandy washing out the Cleveland North Coast tournament the week prior, Ghetto Force found itself with a lot of pent up aggression. This fact was not lost on the competition. The closest game Ghetto Force ever played in was a 5 point differential against an alumni team. Not bad numbers considering this was the first tournament for Ghetto Force A having split into A/B teams only a few weeks prior. So Ghetto Force brought home the bacon, unfortunately the trophy was not bacon. In fact, they didn't have anything swaggy for the victors. Bananas were offered yet, no amount of bananas could make up for the lack of a trophy for the victorious Ghetto Force. No more shall be said of the matter.

Aforementioned "Mansion"

As the Granville tournament was short on spots, B - Team was unable to make it in. However, they played 2 matches against Miami and Wright State. The goal was the systematic dismantling of the competition, however, they fell a bit short of this goal. Yet, the matches acted as a great learning experience for the B - Team. Now that they know the secrets of the competition, B - Team will use greater tactics and subterfuge to defeat unworthy adversaries. Rambo once said, "I've always believed that the mind is the greatest weapon".

Never bring a gun to a disc fight

Whew, tired of reading these fantastical words? Too bad, that was only half this blog post. Now, we travel south of the Mason Dixon line, into the fiery reaches of Mordor. Following the allure of great power and an actual trophy reward. A tournament where Ghetto Force won the key to the city of Murfreesboro, we respectfully declined. In Murfreesboro the Waffle House per human capita was far too high. So they cast it into the depths of Mount Doom, or rather, 54 Chambers Street. 

A prize worth of Ghetto Force 

**Special Effects not included**

The competition was better at Murfreesboro but unfortunately the housing situation was not. Jordan Manke brought his camera this time so we actually have a decent idea about what happened. Things we know for sure:

• The rookies played well for both teams, giving a lot of hope for next season
• John Bayer, Cap'n Mark, and Ted handled well; giving their teams some fine throws
• Matt Welter made people run away in terror
• Josh Weitz thought we were in Kentucky

You may have heard of Kentucky blue grass. Well, Tennessee has a little something called dead grass. The ground was an odd yellow shade, mostly associated with nasty dead grass. However, this grass was nice and soft which was a pleasant surprise. Along with wonderful weather, the team got their bronze on between matches. A - Team won all but 1 match on their way to a tournament victory. B - Team unfortunately remains winless although they played much better this time. They will be toning their bodies under El Jefe Bronardo in the mornings to come until victory is achieved. The beatings will continue until victory is achieved, and then thereafter. 

Thus ends this blogathon, Ghetto Force is looking forward to the important Spring season. A day may come when the Ghetto Force blog fails and all hope is lost. But it is not this day!

Thanks for reading, as we go through exams and winter break stay tuned as we should continue to provide some Ghetto Force themed mirth.

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