High Noon on the Ponderosa
Sometimes you must stand up and be a real man. A rival gunslinger is coming after me. Sporting a shiny pistol, he has every intent on making me a notch on his belt loop.
What am I talking about? I am talking about the Flex League playoffs. While he won his division, I put on a decent performance to finish second in my division.
This outlaw is one badass on the tennis court. He is known for having a killer serve, screaming temper tantrums, and throwing racquets. Just last week, he hit E.Shrew's female double partner in the forehead with a tennis ball. He even tried to take away the Shrew's manhood by hitting him in the crotch. In other words, he is one bad ass motherfucker.
And I have to play him at 5:30pm today in G-Town. We have never played each other in singles, but I have a woeful 0-4 record against him in doubles. It's high noon on the Ponderosa and he's coming after me. Gulp!