Last Sunday, an atrocity of unspeakable egregiousness was committed. Our team, Viva la New Mexico!, is the Charlottesville Rec League Kickball Champion. As a symbol of our triumph, we were awarded a trophy. Witness me enjoying the sweet taste of victory out of said trophy:
Some local DC’s decided to try to steal our glory for themselves. After stalking us to our celebratory banquet, they blended into the background unnoticed (as the ordinary always do) waiting for the one moment we turned our backs.
Then today, 9/11 (coincidence? I think not), our fearless captain received a communication from the perpetrators depicting our trophy in several compromising positions.
But are their legs any stronger? Their throws any further? Do they not know that the trophy itself is nothing? It is merely a symbol of our dominance. Have they not read Deathly Hallows? They have not defeated us, so they cannot lay claim to what is ours! The trophy is ours! It’s the wizard, not the wand! Viva la New Mexico!
