off to a brutal start and near as I begun had to backpedal and sound
the retreat. Reinforcements arrived soon thereafter, their past
performance on the pitch of war circumspect at best, and yet we rang
our challenge loud and crisp against the bloody veil of the day.
Emerging from the Horde before us, their greatest Champion stood half
again as tall as any warrior that day and began to beat sword upon
shield in what surely was our funeral song. Once more the two sides
clashed and quickly the enemy overran us sending our bravest to the
great beyond with calculated precision.
But then, when all was thought lost, our troops' heels dug deep in the
soil and refused to relinquish any more ground. Methodically we began
pushing back, slowly at first but with gathering momentum we drove
them from our lands. Our men found energy and focus where before only
fear and exhaustion had been and with a surge of raw power vanquished
the enemy from the field!
So tonight I was playing pool with some guys from work and I was
totally sucking. Couldn't make a shot to save my life. Then the guys
asked the owner of the pool hall (4 1/2 ft of Asian fury) to play with
us. She broke and then ran the first 6 balls. We were totally screwed,
but somehow managed to get a couple runs together and actually won!
She has been the Vermont state champion for 5 years running.
And that is why I am a Golden God.
