|Dave Oskorus dutifully prepares for the
"worst two minutes of Sloshball" in the
cool blue environs of the visitor dugout.
|The ubiquitous Sloshball logo finally appeared in our food
products, as the delightful "Sloshball Cookies" made
their debut. Next year, look for all the beer cups to look
like mini replicas of the Jacko Championship Trophy.
|The festivities kicked off with a rousing appearance by
"Too Many Eminems", starring Slim Seanie and Dr.
Spray and featuring the talented Slim Seanie Singers.
|The seventh inning stretch not only featured a Jimmy Eat
World cover by Sean & Dave but also a nifty little rap
from resident Latino, Milo Chavis.
|And then it was game time. Here's one of
our many rookies, Debbie, taking a swing.
|Re-enacting his stunning portrayal of El Guapo, the Toll
Road Worker from the hit movie "Blazing Sloshballs",
Milo practices accepting the Hall of Fame Plaque.
|Take your pick--Kevin's head...
|or Kevin's tail.
|Mark Tobin tries to avoid the
cameraman's rancid beer breath.
|While Anh Thy does a lovely job of
keeping her home clean.
|Bizzaro shares one of his many injuries
sustained during Sloshball VIII.
|Vivian (Bizzaro's slosh babe), strikes a
menacing pose at the plate.
|Two-time champion, Captain DeLo heads back to the
home dugout for a little Sloshballian refreshment.
|Sloshball favorite, Suzie McClelland.
|The festivities closed out with the awards ceremony, with
medals going to The Homer Champ: Jeff Templeman, The
Rookie of the Year: Jim Young, The Best Play: Ian
McClelland and The MVP: Kevin Dryzga. And then this
year's suspense ended with the induction of Milo Chavis
into the Sloshball Hall of Fame. Way to go, El Guapo!!
by Too Many Eminems
|Two porta pot johnies in the
outfield, in the outfield, in the
outfield/Two porta pot johnies in
the outfield, in the outfield, in the
Guess what's back, back again,
Sloshball's back, tell a friend/
Sloshball's back, Sloshball's back...
We've created a monster/cuz
nobody wants to play softball no
more/They want Sloshball--that's
what I hear/You want Sloshball?
Here's what I'll give ya/A little bit a
ball, mixed with some cold beer.
Now the Aliso V won't let me
be/Or let me go pee up in a tree/I
can't even say o say can you see/I
thought we wuz livin' in the land
of the free.
But you've waited this long, now
stop debating/Cuz it's back and
summer and it's captivating/I
know you play in those leagues
and all/But softball with out beer is
just so irritating/Heeeeeeey!
Come on now take an at
bat/Screw that/Eat peanuts and get
yourself phat/You know he's got a
package as soft as a pillow/But he
ain't here today, so SCREW YOU
(Chorus) Sloshball, baby, that's
the name/Just put a keg on second
now that a game/Hit a couple
doubles and you won't feel the
same/But you may end up in the
hall of fame. (repeat).
Little hellions, hittin' their
homers/And Dan Whatshisname is
getting a *oner/He smashed the
guitar all over the place/A
disgrace--you shoulda seen the
look on Sean's face.
A visionary, isn't scary?/A
Sloshball revolution making some
people wary/The chapters--they're
springing up from here to
Bombay/You know Sloshball's
going global one day.
Now it's not the first thing to feature
barley/But it is the first thing since big
Chris Farley/To make some thing so
entertaining/Combine spring training
with keg draining/Heeeeey!
Testing, attention please/Now
coming up to bat, it could be
me/Time to lead my team to
victory/You're looking at the
FIRST BLACK MVP!