Evening, all. I win. In fact, we all win, as the other team failed to show up once again! Yay us!
There is (according to the ref) one other team that showed, but that was much earlier than we were scheduled to play, and they weren't our opponents, so yes... we are the only team tough enough. Of course, I was whining the entire time. Fall is one deceptive bitch. One day: glorious and warm and the trees are turning beautiful colors; the next day: crap. Pure cold wet gray crap. The kind that tricks you in the morning into thinking it's hours before you have to get up, only to hear your alarm 60 seconds later. Crap. No sir, I don't like it. Except the pretty parts. They're nice.