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when there is no money...
Like Lisa's deal, our local women's league charges each player $20 per season, and the sponsors supply one free drink per player, per league night. We return the kindness by buying food and even more drinks, chatting with the regulars, and (for way too many of us), public displays of dirty dancing and ass grabbing.
At the end, we get no money at all, but trophies galore: 1st and 2nd places in each division, 1st and 2nd places for top 2 division playoffs winners. Each team's MVP gets a trophy, the winner of each division's MVP tournament gets a trophy, and playoffs winner of the MVPs from multidivisions gets a trophy.
There's an appreciation plaque for every sponsor, and then add'l trophies for the sponsors of the teams who won any of the 1st and 2nd place spots... (Yeah, I looked it up- they cost about $7 each on the internet. Whatever. We find them priceless- especially with the bragging pictures and the pointing)
And there's a massive travelling trophy that gets plaqued up and passed around among overall division winner rooms/ bars, with the extra incentive where if you win 1st overall, three seasons in a row, your sponsor gets to permanently keep and display the historically- plaqued monstrosity.
At the end of each season is an awards banquet where players eat free and friends and family pay cheap. Much strutting, applauding, and hating over the awards trophies, and the whole experience is enjoyed by all.
It has also been in existence for decades- I met a team that has been more or less together long enough to watch each other's families grow and age together...
No, we're all of us either broke or bent like hell. And as for taking it seriously- dude, it's some drama every week, with protests, veiled threats, strategizing, clocking, numbers crunching, campaigns for rule changes, secret calls between team captains, and vicious personal attacks varying from whispers all the way to up front and in your face. Everybody enjoys themselves, even when they hate it, and everyone wants those damned trophies.
Is it pool? I don't know. But it really is fun.
Like Lisa's deal, our local women's league charges each player $20 per season, and the sponsors supply one free drink per player, per league night. We return the kindness by buying food and even more drinks, chatting with the regulars, and (for way too many of us), public displays of dirty dancing and ass grabbing.
At the end, we get no money at all, but trophies galore: 1st and 2nd places in each division, 1st and 2nd places for top 2 division playoffs winners. Each team's MVP gets a trophy, the winner of each division's MVP tournament gets a trophy, and playoffs winner of the MVPs from multidivisions gets a trophy.
There's an appreciation plaque for every sponsor, and then add'l trophies for the sponsors of the teams who won any of the 1st and 2nd place spots... (Yeah, I looked it up- they cost about $7 each on the internet. Whatever. We find them priceless- especially with the bragging pictures and the pointing)
And there's a massive travelling trophy that gets plaqued up and passed around among overall division winner rooms/ bars, with the extra incentive where if you win 1st overall, three seasons in a row, your sponsor gets to permanently keep and display the historically- plaqued monstrosity.
At the end of each season is an awards banquet where players eat free and friends and family pay cheap. Much strutting, applauding, and hating over the awards trophies, and the whole experience is enjoyed by all.
It has also been in existence for decades- I met a team that has been more or less together long enough to watch each other's families grow and age together...
you being ok with being stuck that much means you probably make more money than you need and don't take playing all that serious
No, we're all of us either broke or bent like hell. And as for taking it seriously- dude, it's some drama every week, with protests, veiled threats, strategizing, clocking, numbers crunching, campaigns for rule changes, secret calls between team captains, and vicious personal attacks varying from whispers all the way to up front and in your face. Everybody enjoys themselves, even when they hate it, and everyone wants those damned trophies.
Is it pool? I don't know. But it really is fun.
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