![]() Mission one was largely a continuation of the “tunnel fight” vibe from the previous chapter four tunnel entrances scattered around the 44×30 map allowed Infantry to set up their own little minigame off on a separate map. Let’s… let’s not talk about round one, okay?įine, if I have to. In the second most New England thing possible, I briefly pondered stopping for a maple soft serve cone despite the obvious snow and ice if I could’ve done it in cargo shorts and a Pats hoodie I would be crowned King of this realm. These photos were taken, at most, 25 feet apart.įortified with the cheapest and nastiest provisions to be found outside of a gas station at 2 AM, we headed on to our destination, likely also within two car lengths of each other the whole time but completely unaware of it. The only way that we could have been any more New England about the affair would be to bring Moxie or be unthinkingly racist. ![]() In what is perhaps the truest sign that this event took place in New England, both Vee and I thought to bring Dunks for the players and staff, and somehow managed to both end up at the same Dunks at the same time to do so without either one of us knowing. Would three back-to-back games prove to be too much to keep track of even with Administratum doing most of the heavy lifting? Would my knees and back crumble into dust after something like nine hours of standing and playing? Maybe. Sure, I could have done this in my sleep back in the day but I’m an old-ass dude now. After seeing and hearing all of my Goonhammer comrades develop mild cases of Crusade Madness during the US Open just a few months before, I was a little nervous. No, instead we had a one-day Crusade tournament event. ![]() I sure didn’t, because that’s not my bag. As noted last time this is a Very Special Episode, but not one in which you’ll learn any important lessons.
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