The combined ages of my most worthy foe, Randall, and myself is somewhere between 110-120 years (you'll have to figure it out or ask Big John). Just goes to show that experience triumphs over youth almost everytime. The #3 and #4 seeds meeting for the championship would normally be a sham contest but in this case it is the meeting of the savvy old pros duking it out for their rightful spots as head of the herd. Good luck to you this week Randall. It's nice to see the cream rise to the top.

Absolutely.

While the young whipper snappers are looking at porn we're battling it out for world domination.

Holy Roller, I hope you beat Randull with yer cane until he bleeds Green and Gold.


Good luck!!

I appreciate the sentiment Tim but I believe I must save all my energy for sex preaching salvation amongst the heathen (yankees).

Tim's trying to drag you down to the House with him.

Don't worry, you two old turds will be at the bottom next year when you actually compete against the cream of the crop.

Turds float too.

Cream turns to cheese with proper motivation. And it goes good with

Holy Roller, just leave Randall with his dignity afterwards...if he has any left.