SFU vs. Oregon

[Timbalaned]

Probably the only one Jeremy had a hand in...

That's more than you EVER had Brauck...But I would have to agree that that game up in BC was one of the best PNCLL games I have been apart of. But it had to mean so much more for those older guys that had been pummeled for so many years.

Ha, not true trev, and I knew that comment was coming. I let Dirty pass out on my couch when he came down and effectively convinced him to transfer after a fun evening of "popcorn and soda." I win

[jtlax]

Just for your own knowledge Brauck, that wasn't my only goal. I remember throwing in a few every year. Now all I get to do is talk about it. Man we're getting old

[Scrape Mode]

jt- we're not getting that old. I am confident that with one week of practice and two weeks of conditioning, our alumni team would win the PNCLL tournament in 2008. If only we could make that happen some how...

[teslax14]

Mr. Scrape,
I have been sitting back just waiting for you to make a comment and you didn't disappoint. I would have to agree with you on your comment (yea that's right Thrilla). I would love to see a game like that happen but in all reality it never will. All we have to look forward to is next years alumni game.

[Steno]

Wow, you guys must listen to Springsteen's Glory Days 24/7.

[youtube]http://youtube.com/watch?v=oOpIfbneeHg[/youtube]

[Tim Whitehead]

Those were in fact glory days. I remember the first time I saw the "new" Ducks. They had fancy uniforms, 35 players on the bench, and a young midfielder by the name of Bill Brasky. He was just a little taller than Jeremy Tesar, had quicker hands than Julian Coffman, more hair than Danny Ernst, more wit than Chris Gaffney, more prowess with the ladies than Brauck Cullen, a more fluid writing style than Nathan Cordova, and looked better in khakis than Joe Kerwin. Yes, those were heady days for the Ducks. Led by Brasky, they ran roughshod over USL-MDIA/MCLA competition, only slowing down when they passed a mirror and just had to...had to, I say, stop and admire. Goals for were aplenty, goals against were a mere myth, much like Sasquatch, the French Army, Dry Land, and the dreaded liberal Pieper. But oh, back to Brasky. I recall one game, against some lowly opponent, Brasky won every faceoff blindfolded, with his legs tied together, and one arm around a supermodel. After he won each draw, he fired a shot from centre, about 270 miles per hour (with one arm mind you), each time beating the goalie top cheese. I believe the final score was something like 46 to negative 9, but that's not important. What's important was that after the game, Brasky managed to impregnate every single mother of the opposing team's players, all while wearing his court-ordered chastity belt. It remains a mystery how these Brasky-led Ducks managed never to win an MCLA title. One can only assume that Brasky, and the rest of these slightly-more-than-human Ducks possessed not only superior lacrosse skills, but also superior senses of compassion and humility, and decided it would be for the greater good to allow teams such as Brigham Young, Arizona, and Colorado State to beat them and feel better about themselves. It's not wonder Pope Benedict nominated every single member of the team for sainthood. Yes, those Ducks of the mid-oughts sure were something. Glory days, indeed.

[Timbalaned]

Those were in fact glory days. I remember the first time I saw the "new" Ducks. They had fancy uniforms, 35 players on the bench, and a young midfielder by the name of Bill Brasky. He was just a little taller than Jeremy Tesar, had quicker hands than Julian Coffman, more hair than Danny Ernst, more wit than Chris Gaffney, more prowess with the ladies than Brauck Cullen, a more fluid writing style than Nathan Cordova, and looked better in khakis than Joe Kerwin. Yes, those were heady days for the Ducks. Led by Brasky, they ran roughshod over USL-MDIA/MCLA competition, only slowing down when they passed a mirror and just had to...had to, I say, stop and admire. Goals for were aplenty, goals against were a mere myth, much like Sasquatch, the French Army, Dry Land, and the dreaded liberal Pieper. But oh, back to Brasky. I recall one game, against some lowly opponent, Brasky won every faceoff blindfolded, with his legs tied together, and one arm around a supermodel. After he won each draw, he fired a shot from centre, about 270 miles per hour (with one arm mind you), each time beating the goalie top cheese. I believe the final score was something like 46 to negative 9, but that's not important. What's important was that after the game, Brasky managed to impregnate every single mother of the opposing team's players, all while wearing his court-ordered chastity belt. It remains a mystery how these Brasky-led Ducks managed never to win an MCLA title. One can only assume that Brasky, and the rest of these slightly-more-than-human Ducks possessed not only superior lacrosse skills, but also superior senses of compassion and humility, and decided it would be for the greater good to allow teams such as Brigham Young, Arizona, and Colorado State to beat them and feel better about themselves. It's not wonder Pope Benedict nominated every single member of the team for sainthood. Yes, those Ducks of the mid-oughts sure were something. Glory days, indeed.

Might be the funniest post ever, I love it. And by the way, it is impossible to have more hair than Danny. Kid takes his shirt off in the summer and it still looks like he has a winter sweater on.

[GrizLens]

Those were in fact glory days. I remember the first time I saw the "new" Ducks. They had fancy uniforms, 35 players on the bench, and a young midfielder by the name of Bill Brasky. He was just a little taller than Jeremy Tesar, had quicker hands than Julian Coffman, more hair than Danny Ernst, more wit than Chris Gaffney, more prowess with the ladies than Brauck Cullen, a more fluid writing style than Nathan Cordova, and looked better in khakis than Joe Kerwin. Yes, those were heady days for the Ducks. Led by Brasky, they ran roughshod over USL-MDIA/MCLA competition, only slowing down when they passed a mirror and just had to...had to, I say, stop and admire. Goals for were aplenty, goals against were a mere myth, much like Sasquatch, the French Army, Dry Land, and the dreaded liberal Pieper. But oh, back to Brasky. I recall one game, against some lowly opponent, Brasky won every faceoff blindfolded, with his legs tied together, and one arm around a supermodel. After he won each draw, he fired a shot from centre, about 270 miles per hour (with one arm mind you), each time beating the goalie top cheese. I believe the final score was something like 46 to negative 9, but that's not important. What's important was that after the game, Brasky managed to impregnate every single mother of the opposing team's players, all while wearing his court-ordered chastity belt. It remains a mystery how these Brasky-led Ducks managed never to win an MCLA title. One can only assume that Brasky, and the rest of these slightly-more-than-human Ducks possessed not only superior lacrosse skills, but also superior senses of compassion and humility, and decided it would be for the greater good to allow teams such as Brigham Young, Arizona, and Colorado State to beat them and feel better about themselves. It's not wonder Pope Benedict nominated every single member of the team for sainthood. Yes, those Ducks of the mid-oughts sure were something. Glory days, indeed.

Post of the year. You've outdone yourself, Tim.

[Dan Wishengrad]

Post of the year. You've outdone yourself, Dan.

Sigh... that handsome photo-icon is causing confusion again.

Will, if I could claim credit for Tim's brilliant satire I most surely would. Mr. Whitehead even had me going for the briefest moment, I thought maybe in a senior-moment I had forgotten Brasky entirely. Ah, but then that terrific reference to Duck "compassion and humility" exposed the piece clearly as a farce.

Perhaps the greatest post ever on CollegeLax.us!!

[GrizLens]

Sorry about that. When I see the blinding reflection from those glasses, my brain melts a little and all I can think is... "Dan."

[Steno]

Did I ever tell you about the time Brasky took me out to go get a drink with him? We go off looking for a bar and we can't find one. Finally Brasky takes me to a vacant lot and says, 'Here we are.' We sat there for a year and a half — until sure enough, someone constructs a bar around us. Well, the day they opened we ordered a shot, drank it, and then burned the place to the ground. Brasky yelled over the roar of the flames, 'Always leave things the way you found 'em!'

[Timbalaned]

I heard once that Branksy tried to fight Chuck Norris and he won....

[AndyP]

I hear Bill Brasky can save 15% or more on car insurance without switching to Geico

[Laxfan87]

Well, with Sonoma's victory over #2 CSU, depending on how SFU does against Sonoma and Oregon against Colorado, this game could potentially see a game between two Top 7 teams. (maybe even top 5)

I would think SFU and Oregon are cheering for each other in their OOC games.

But let's not get ahead of ourselves

Well, it looks like this just became a big possibility

SFU beat Sonoma who beat CSU who beat Duluth who beat BYU who beat SFU....fun stuff

[mikey]

WOAH! Alumni fest... we even have gaff coming out of the woodworks. As far as Danny being the hairiest I think I give him a run for his money... maybe a close second. Back on topic though: the game should be a better match up than last year at least.