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"This vict’ry is big for the Sod Busters and Sickle Masters, because they get to put that “lack of competitive spirit” tag behind them for another week. You know, Jimmy Armstrong cited Lyle with the same violation in 1982 because he wouldn’t do the pre-game, base line jig with the rest of the Rockets’ hoops team"

From Underneath The Rock in Media Void

By Bullet Head

Week 11 in the BDFL...

Bullets Outscore Wizards and Make ‘em Like It

(Greystone)—The highest two scoring teams in week 11 met at the Tea & Crumpet Coliseum this weekend, and the Bullerino left doing a little jig, or was it the Shagg? with a narrow vict’ry over the Wizards. In a hotly contested match-up between the white collar Wizards and the blue collar Bullets, the Boys from Benton prevailed because of their “rough and tumble” upbringing in the cornfields of Fieldstown, while the “Silver Spoons” from Snow Rogers have had a hard time dealing with adversity. Ever since the Bullerino “carried” Merlin on some golf outings in the 80’s, Bullet has held the upper hand over Merlin, and this weekend’s outcome was indicative of Bullet’s control of the situation. The Pixie Dusters could blame the evil Schedulemaker, (having scored enough to beat every other BDFL team this weekend) but that would only prove futile. Meanwhile, Bullet “showed his class” after the vict’ry by NOT rolling any trees or tearing down any goalposts as he left the gated community.

Warriors Snuff Out Duds

(Green Springs)—Kawliga’s march to his 1st-ever BDFL Championship gets closer every weekend as he continues strong down the stretch into untested waters for his usual “fade in the fall” Tribe. The Warriors disposed of the Duds this weekend on the old stomping grounds of George Ward Memorial, embarrassing the Johnnys in front of the home folks. The Grenades had captured some false hope in the last two week’s by getting a couple of vict’ries, but they were clearly not up to the challenge of taking on the younger, faster and more resilient leaders from the mighty Green Horn Division.

Sin Wagon Rolls Over Woo Crew

(Riverchase)—When is a loss a win? Well, for the Woosiers it’s when you can get out of bumpkin, Blount County, go catch an entertaining show, and depart with most of your large bills still in your pockets. Granted, the Woo Crew lost a game and the most $1 bills since Andy Moore’s Excellent Atlanta Adventure in 1980, but they’ll probably trade a loss in a fantasy football league for a few table dances from the finest fantasy girls South of Sammy’s in the Birmingham Metropolitan area. As for Mike Price’s Cheetahs, he may be heading for a Championship Game that no one thought possible when me moved to the Deep South earlier this year from the Pacific Northwest. Price believes he is just “fulfilling his Destiny.”

Sleds Crush Cronies...Not

(Fairfield)—The Dolodome was rockin’ this weekend, and the Mayors came a knockin.’ Why? No real really knows. Is there a “noise ordinance” in the Magic City? If so, the Mayor would have to go around pulling dozens of Crown Vic’s off the roads. At any rate, Mad Jack is back. The Sledheads may not win the BDFL this year, but the “Blare is Back,” and the “Fun in Fairfield” bumper stickers are indications that the PowerSleds may once again be laying the foundation for some big times to come in the future. This week’s celebration song for the Sleds was dug out of the closet; “Come on Feel the Noise,” by Quiet Riot. Mad joined in on the chorus as the Cronies limped away, “We’ll get wild, wild, wild!”

NOTE: After further review the Mayors actually won 23-22, but we couldn't write a better story so we're sticking to this one.

Sloths Catch Dogs

(Lake Cyrus)—“Happiness is Brookside, Alabama in my rearview mirror,” is an old refrain that Dog lived by in his earlier years. But, since he returned to his hometown to build his BDFL franchise, Dog has enjoyed quite a home field advantage on the banks of the Five Mile Creek. However, on the banks of Lake Cyrus, Mark’s Mutts floundered like Doddie Goode coming off a three-day bender. The Dogs got pounded this weekend by Mukes’ Monsters, who still know how to hit an opponent where it hurts. After the game Dog hung around on the couch with Mukes sharing some milk and a big ol’ bag of chips and reminiscing about being roomies in the mid-80’s. They called Bucket to join in their Love-In, but apparently he was busy.

Blades Cut ‘Nauts Down to Size

(Gardendale)—At least the Rockets are playing decent this year, heading to the 3rd round of the state playoffs. Because, the Juggernauts are stinking up Ed Bruce Stadium every chance they get. Just like the SEC has to have Vandy, the BDFL has to have a girl. In this politically correct society, I guess “Daddy” doesn’t carry the weight it once did. However, you won’t hear L.A. complain. This vict’ry is big for the Sod Busters and Sickle Masters, because they get to put that “lack of competitive spirit” tag behind them for another week. You know, Jimmy Armstrong cited Lyle with the same violation in 1982 because he wouldn’t do the pre-game, base line jig with the rest of the Rockets’ hoops team.

Bootleggers Kick Gamblers

(Mobile)—Moving across the border to Alabama for a game at Ladd Peebles Delchamp’s Stadium in Mobile was supposed to spark a little momentum for the Gamblers and get them away from the debauchery of Biloxi for a few days. But their showdown with the Bootleggers turned out to be a disaster. (The attendance was less than the annual SWAC battle that the Port City hosts between Alabama State and Southern.) The Wood Brothers unloaded a 55-gallon drum of whoop @$$ from their Big Block Dodge and proceeded to dump it all over the heads of the “supposedly” Real Deal. Kenny B. left Mobile in shame and headed back to Biloxi, while the Whiskey Runners pointed their affore-mentioned vehicle north on I-65, and let their home state’s natural suction pull them back in record time.

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