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pauwoo · 02-23-2019, 05:04 PM

Searching for Migas with Boogie Barnett
Posted by Boogie Barnett on Monday, April 10th, 2045

Scenes from the bus ride home after being swept to open the season…

001
Skip pulled a black sharpie out of his front pocket.

He wrote, “0-3”, on the divider wall behind the driver and then threw the sharpie towards the back of the bus. His control is solid, but the velo isn’t there.

Then he cut the power to our in-bus entertainment systems. Then he went back to his seat. When our 36-year old elder statesman, Josh Turner, called out, “Hey! I’m watching the financial update.”, Skip simply turned to the team, flashed his best stern look, and put his eyes back on the road.

No sleep til’ Tallahassee.

002
We stop for food in Tallahassee. On the left is a Bojangles and to the right a Whataburger. 60/40 split. I head to Whataburger with the majority.

I go with the chophouse cheddar. Easy decision.

“Fries and drink?”, says the young lady at the counter. I chalk her chipper mood up to the fact that she didn’t spend the weekend in New Orleans getting swept over a three-game set.
“Yeah”, I reply

003
The TV in the dining lobby is tuned to the local afternoon news. The reporter, LeAnn Sheppard, looks serious. Can’t hear her because the sound is muted. She looks like she sounds pretty.

They cut to a beached whale in Delray. Then to a beachcomber in a floral print who is holding a Minelab Equinox 3000. Metal detection of superior quality. Tagline reads, “Locals complain about the smell of beached whale”.

RP Jay Frazier, who among other things is ranked #3 in the Orlando Organization of Amateur Fencing’s men’s division, looks at me with a wry smile and says, “Thar she blows”.

I give him a perfunctory disapproving shake of my head. It’s too early for whale jokes.

004
Upon arrival, our head trainer, Denny Daniels, hands me a paper containing my rehab schedule. I was listed DtD after my start with an abdominal strain.

It seems that I have resistance bands in my future. That and time with Michelle Purefoy, training assistant extraordinarie and fierce jiu-jitsu practitioner. She of the deepest red hair and impossibly long legs.

I give Double-D my best hang loose hand gesture before heading to where I parked my electric Vespa. Time to get home and brood.

Attached:
Boxscores
Amateur fencing stalwart, Bollywood cinema expert, and Solar Reliever, Jay Frazier

02-23-2019, 05:04 PM	#5
pauwoo Hall Of Famer Join Date: Oct 2014 Location: Seattle Posts: 2,260	Searching for Migas with Boogie Barnett Posted by Boogie Barnett on Monday, April 10th, 2045 Scenes from the bus ride home after being swept to open the season… 001 Skip pulled a black sharpie out of his front pocket. He wrote, “0-3”, on the divider wall behind the driver and then threw the sharpie towards the back of the bus. His control is solid, but the velo isn’t there. Then he cut the power to our in-bus entertainment systems. Then he went back to his seat. When our 36-year old elder statesman, Josh Turner, called out, “Hey! I’m watching the financial update.”, Skip simply turned to the team, flashed his best stern look, and put his eyes back on the road. No sleep til’ Tallahassee. 002 We stop for food in Tallahassee. On the left is a Bojangles and to the right a Whataburger. 60/40 split. I head to Whataburger with the majority. I go with the chophouse cheddar. Easy decision. “Fries and drink?”, says the young lady at the counter. I chalk her chipper mood up to the fact that she didn’t spend the weekend in New Orleans getting swept over a three-game set. “Yeah”, I reply 003 The TV in the dining lobby is tuned to the local afternoon news. The reporter, LeAnn Sheppard, looks serious. Can’t hear her because the sound is muted. She looks like she sounds pretty. They cut to a beached whale in Delray. Then to a beachcomber in a floral print who is holding a Minelab Equinox 3000. Metal detection of superior quality. Tagline reads, “Locals complain about the smell of beached whale”. RP Jay Frazier, who among other things is ranked #3 in the Orlando Organization of Amateur Fencing’s men’s division, looks at me with a wry smile and says, “Thar she blows”. I give him a perfunctory disapproving shake of my head. It’s too early for whale jokes. 004 Upon arrival, our head trainer, Denny Daniels, hands me a paper containing my rehab schedule. I was listed DtD after my start with an abdominal strain. It seems that I have resistance bands in my future. That and time with Michelle Purefoy, training assistant extraordinarie and fierce jiu-jitsu practitioner. She of the deepest red hair and impossibly long legs. I give Double-D my best hang loose hand gesture before heading to where I parked my electric Vespa. Time to get home and brood. Attached: Boxscores Amateur fencing stalwart, Bollywood cinema expert, and Solar Reliever, Jay Frazier Attached Images Last edited by pauwoo; 02-23-2019 at 09:05 PM.