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Season Journal
Standings
| # | Team | W | L | Pts |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| 1 | Detroit Engine-Roar | 14 | 1 | 28 |
| 2 | Boston Ring-Chasers | 12 | 3 | 24 |
| 3 | Oklahoma City Treasure-Chest | 12 | 3 | 24 |
| 4 | New York Over-Timers | 12 | 3 | 24 |
| 5 | Cleveland Twin-Towers | 11 | 4 | 22 |
| 6 | San Antonio Skyscrapers | 10 | 5 | 20 |
| 7 | Denver Horse-Track | 9 | 6 | 18 |
| 8 | Toronto Border-Patrol | 8 | 7 | 16 |
| 9 | Los Angeles Nursing-Home | 7 | 8 | 14 |
| 10 | Houston Blast-Off | 6 | 9 | 12 |
| 11 | Minnesota Ice-Wall | 6 | 9 | 12 |
| 12 | Phoenix No-Defense | 6 | 9 | 12 |
| 13 | Miami Heart-Attack | 3 | 12 | 6 |
| 14 | Orlando Magic-Beans | 3 | 12 | 6 |
| 15 | Philadelphia Injury-Report | 1 | 14 | 2 |
| 16 | Florida Flames | 0 | 15 | 0 |
Pre-season
Buckle up, pull your visor down, and clench everything you've got because tonight we are NOT talking about some pickup game at the park. Hell no. We're talking about an arena shaking so hard the neighbors called the cops three times before tip-off. We're talking about a franchise built on decades of sweat, tears, heart-stopping buzzer-beaters, and Draft picks so bold that half the league thought they'd lost their minds. And yet, here they are, back and hungrier than ever. Ladies and gentlemen... Florida Flames! Okay, we need to talk about the monster. Because there are players, and then there's Aragorn. It's not the same category, it's not even the same damn sport. The man is massive, with footwork like a ballet dancer and a jumper purer than spring water. The kind of guy who drops 35 in three quarters, sits down on the bench in the fourth because he's bored, and pulls out his phone to check his stats on the Jumbotron. He's not a player, he's a statistical anomaly. I asked a former player what it felt like to guard him. He looked at me with hollow eyes and said: "It's like trying to catch smoke." Smoke, my friends. You think you've got him, you close your hands, and there's nothing there. He's already on the other side of the court drilling a three in your face with a little smirk. The kind of player who makes you want to quit basketball and open a bakery, because at least bread doesn't disappear when you try to touch it. Hold on tight because the next name is going to make you spit out your beer: Gimli. Profession? Amateur. Yeah. The coach saw him on TV, called his agent (who didn't exist), and offered him a ten-day contract "to see." The guy showed up with bare hands, a ham sandwich, and bulletproof enthusiasm. At his first practice, he attempted a dunk and ended up hanging from the net like a cat stuck in a tree. The fire department came. Twice. But he's got heart, the man, and apparently the precision he puts into the game could translate to mid-range shooting. We believe. Well, the coach believes. The rest of us broke out the popcorn. The budget? What budget? We're so far below the salary floor you could limbo under it blindfolded. The team accountant is the owner's cousin running Excel 2003 with no updates since the Bush administration. The jerseys are hand-washed by the intern, road trips are carpooled, and the last free agent who visited the facilities turned around the second he saw the locker room. But you know what? Character is forged in the struggle. And this team's got character coming out of its damn ears.
Matchday 1 — vs Detroit Engine-Roar
78-122 (L)
This bonafide star Legolas catches the pill early and goes to work! Opening salvo!
Harry Potter rattles in and out! The game never teases a juggler like that!
Intercepted! Aragorn's pass snatched right out of the air! A military leader would never be that careless!
This certified GOAT candidate Harry Potter misjudges the passing lane! Easy assist through!
Aragorn stares in disbelief! The look of a military leader who just lost everything!
Halftime. Frodo Baggins is holding his ribs walking toward the tunnel. Did you know? Frodo Baggins launched a basketball podcast. Two episodes. Zero listeners. Still going. Let's go, we're back. The crowd claps in rhythm.
Frodo Baggins steps back but overcooks it! Limited stamina showing up again!
Aragorn, this All-Star caliber talent, with the tired turnover! Legs and mind fatigued!
Aragorn loses the basketball! A military leader would never be this careless!
Harry Potter mutters to himself walking back! This first-ballot legend fighting inner demons!
Harry Potter posts up to the tunnel in disappointment. This potential GOAT will learn from this.
Gimli and Frodo Baggins walk side by side without looking at each other. The silence is deafening. During the game, my colleague ordered sushi. It arrived at the final buzzer. Perfect timing. See you soon. And now: '911: My Cat Climbed on Top of the Wardrobe.'
Matchday 2 — vs Miami Heart-Attack
87-132 (L)
Tip-off! Legolas gets us started! Let's go!
Gimli misses the open look! This league veteran can't believe it! Limited stamina!
This dude putting the league on notice Gimli commits the offensive foul! Turnover at the buzzer!
Gimli falls asleep on the weak side! Injury-prone body exposed!
Aragorn walks away muttering! Muttering about the war front under their breath!
Halftime whistle. Aragorn has dried blood on his elbow but plays tough. Fun fact: Aragorn blocked a shot in the finals... And dislocated a thumb celebrating. Classic. Back at it! The coach said two words. Two words that were enough.
Harry Potter bricks it! Not the same accuracy as competing the game!
This player making noise Gimli can barely get up the court! Fatigue setting in!
Legolas fades away carelessly and gets stripped! Another giveaway!
Gimli slams the Wilson in frustration! Injury-prone body on full display!
Legolas walks off in silence. This franchise guy gave it all but it wasn't enough.
Harry Potter's face is locked shut, zero emotion. Frodo Baggins hides his eyes under a towel. Tonight I yelled so loud the guy in the next booth asked me to keep it down. Mid-game. Good night! And now: 'Naked and Afraid: Lost in the Shopping Mall.'
Matchday 3 — vs Orlando Magic-Beans
100-118 (L)
Game time! Harry Potter and this potential GOAT ready to put on a show at the court!
Gimli, this combo guard, wastes a golden chance with a wild bank shot!
Legolas with the errant pass! This franchise guy needs to settle down!
Harry Potter overcommits and gets beat! Tendency to force bad shots when reading the play!
What a play by Legolas! A deep three in the paint! This headliner is cooking!
The players file out. Frodo Baggins exchanges a tense look with the coach. Did you know Frodo Baggins knits to unwind? Made a scarf in Orlando Magic-Beans's colors. By accident, obviously. Back for seconds. The court is shining, and so are the players.
This respected competitor Gimli hangs the head after the miss! Deflated from way beyond the arc!
A fadeaway jumper attempt by Harry Potter falls short! Occasional mental lapses in the legs!
Aragorn calls the audible! Adapting on the fly, that's military leader mentality!
This All-Star caliber talent Aragorn is a warrior but the body says no! The four quarters of war!
This world-class player Frodo Baggins leaves the hardwood with head held high. Fought to the end.
Legolas takes a sip of water and spits it right back out. Gimli doesn't drink. Throat too tight. Tonight I learned Legolas used to be a police officer before basketball. Found out during a timeout. Threw me off completely. We're packing up. Time for the late-night feature: 'Unsolved Mysteries: Where Is My Left Sock.'
Matchday 4 — vs Philadelphia Injury-Report
75-119 (L)
Legolas, this established star, wins the opening tip! Great start for the team!
Aragorn misfires at half court! Even this All-Star caliber talent has off nights!
Frodo Baggins trips up in the top of the key! A police officer never trips at work... Right?
Aragorn fouls trying to recover! Desperate as a military leader chasing the war front!
Frodo Baggins, this small but mighty player, shows negative body language! Sometimes predictable game creeping in!
The players leave the court. Legolas clings to the tunnel railing. Did you know Legolas entered the dunk contest... At 5'9"? Courage knows no height. Back on the hardwood. The tension has gone up a notch.
A half-court heave from Legolas catches the back rim and pops out! So close!
Gimli, this versatile guy, laboring up and down! Ego the size of Texas draining the energy!
Gimli with a wild pass that sails out! This respected competitor giving it away!
Aragorn glares at the Spalding! Like it personally betrayed this military leader!
This well-respected player Gimli shakes hands and moves on. In the end, lack of consistency proved costly.
Aragorn bites his lip, fists clenched. Harry Potter shakes his head slowly, in disbelief. Fun fact: my sound engineer fell asleep during the second quarter. I woke him with an elbow. We're done here. Up next: 'Top Chef: Microwave Edition.' Bon appetit.
Matchday 5 — vs Phoenix No-Defense
80-115 (L)
Harry Potter explodes with energy from the opening whistle! This first-ballot legend locked in!
Brick! Gimli misfires facing the rim! Tendency to rush at the worst time!
Gimli throws it into the stands! What was that from this well-respected player!
Harry Potter beaten off the dribble! Quicker than the game slipping from a juggler!
Gimli explodes the towel! This league veteran showing injury-prone body!
Back to the locker room. Aragorn's shorts are torn but he couldn't care less. Juicy anecdote: Aragorn was caught dancing the Macarena in the showers. Alone. We're back! The players look fired up.
Harry Potter, this all-around player, loses the handle and the opportunity! Shaky emotions under pressure!
Harry Potter is spent! Used up like the game after a juggler's long day!
Legolas, this do-it-all player, telegraphs the pass! Intercepted at the buzzer!
This first-ballot legend Harry Potter shakes the head in disbelief! Nothing going right!
Legolas, this jersey-selling name, takes the loss hard. Sometimes predictable game at the wrong moments.
Frodo Baggins stares at his hands like he doesn't recognize them. Aragorn exhales. Again. And again. Behind the scenes, the cameraman told me I was making faces during free throws. I had no idea. That's a wrap! And now, the network's masterpiece: 'My Cat, My Battle.' Don't miss the finale.
Matchday 6 — vs Los Angeles Nursing-Home
75-119 (L)
Gimli, this versatile guy, is introduced and the arena explodes! This seasoned vet is in the building!
Gimli, this hooper's hooper, pulls the trigger from downtown but no luck!
Legolas, this solid build, gets the ball poked away! Limited stamina when protecting the ball!
Aragorn bites on the fake! Fooled like a military leader by counterfeit the war front!
Legolas lets fly and kicks the stanchion! This certified bucket losing composure!
Break! Harry Potter grabs an ice bag and slaps it on his knee. They say Harry Potter has a ritual where he touches the basket post three times. If someone watches, starts over. Back on the hardwood. The tension has gone up a notch.
This headliner Frodo Baggins muscles up a sky hook but can't get it to fall!
Aragorn waves for a timeout! The military leader needs the war front break!
Frodo Baggins loses possession! The game never leaves a police officer's hands like that!
This elite player Legolas stares at the ref! That look could freeze water!
This all-time great Harry Potter tips the hat to the winner. Respect despite the pain.
Frodo Baggins bites the inside of his cheek. Legolas pinches the bridge of his nose. I learned that Frodo Baggins's father was a police officer. The apple doesn't fall far from the tree. That's all! Coming up: 'Hotel Hell: Airbnb With No Lock Edition.' Chills guaranteed.
Matchday 7 — vs Toronto Border-Patrol
73-117 (L)
This name that's buzzing Gimli comes out aggressive! Opens with a free throw at the top of the key!
Aragorn can't hit the ocean right now! Another miss for this reliable star!
Gimli, this swiss-army-knife type, commits the travel! Sometimes predictable game in the footwork!
This guy with a proven track record Gimli caught ball-watching! Backdoor cut for an easy score!
Frodo Baggins waves off the play! The authority of a police officer in that gesture!
Back to the locker room. Frodo Baggins's shorts are torn but he couldn't care less. Small detail: Frodo Baggins whistles the national anthem before every game. Off-key. Consistently off-key. Both teams emerge from the tunnel. The second half can begin.
Legolas takes off but the shot rims out! Lack of consistency rears its ugly head!
Harry Potter, this once-in-a-lifetime player, making mistakes from exhaustion! The body is failing!
Aragorn throws it away! Lack of consistency under pressure off the pick and roll!
Legolas storms to the bench! This reliable star is visibly upset!
Gimli reflects on what could have been. Ego the size of Texas the difference tonight.
Frodo Baggins sits on the floor in the hallway. Legolas sits down next to him. Nobody speaks. Fun fact: my driver has been waiting in the parking lot for an hour. He's sent me 14 messages. See you tomorrow! Up next: 'Extreme Reading: The Terms and Conditions.' 4-hour special.
Matchday 8 — vs Minnesota Ice-Wall
81-125 (L)
This franchise guy Legolas comes out firing! A thunderous slam in the first minute!
Aragorn misses the free throw! Rallying the war front under pressure is easier!
This jersey-selling name Legolas loses concentration and the damn ball with it!
Frodo Baggins gets blown by! Even a police officer couldn't stop that!
This jersey-selling name Legolas throws an elbow in frustration! Heavy feet on full display!
Both teams head to the locker room. Harry Potter wipes his forehead with his jersey. Little secret: Harry Potter watches cat videos between quarters. Says it's relaxing. Alright, it's time. The second half waits for no one.
Aragorn launches a fadeaway jumper and... Airball! Lack of consistency at its peak!
Harry Potter calls for the sub! Even a juggler's stamina with their bare hands has limits!
Aragorn forces the pass! Forcing the battle standard where it doesn't fit!
Aragorn sits on the bench for a moment! Resting like a military leader after a long shift!
Gimli, this swiss-army-knife type, hangs the head. Tough loss despite a gym-rat work ethic effort.
Gimli claps his hands in frustration. Aragorn clenches his jaw so hard you can hear it from here. Tonight I had a revelation: Aragorn runs exactly like my neighbor when he misses the bus. That's all! Coming up: 'Hotel Hell: Airbnb With No Lock Edition.' Chills guaranteed.
Matchday 9 — vs Houston Blast-Off
76-120 (L)
And we're underway! Gimli touches the rock first! This name that's buzzing looks eager!
This established star Legolas throws up a prayer at half court! Not answered!
Harry Potter throws it away! A pass worse than a juggler tossing the game!
Legolas, this combo guard, gets dunked on at half court! Poster material!
Harry Potter, this combo guard, pounds the scorer's table! Limited stamina on full display!
Halftime whistle. Harry Potter has dried blood on his elbow but plays tough. Word is Harry Potter sleeps with his basketball shoes on. I can't confirm it, but the source is reliable. Back on the court. The coach changed the starting five, that'll be a surprise.
Frodo Baggins can't convert the open shot! Competing the game is way easier!
Aragorn is running on fumes! The military leader tank is completely empty!
Aragorn throws it into traffic! Reckless pass, the military leader got too confident!
Gimli, this versatile guy, throws the hands up! Exasperated from the left corner!
Gimli, this name that's buzzing, will be back stronger. This defeat fuels the fire.
Frodo Baggins has bags under his eyes that weren't there before the game. Legolas has aged ten years in forty minutes. I learned that Frodo Baggins's father was a police officer. The apple doesn't fall far from the tree. We're out. Up next: 'Say Yes to the Dress: Budget Three Fifty, Theme: Elastic.' Good luck.
Matchday 10 — vs Denver Horse-Track
80-124 (L)
The game begins and Gimli is ready! You can see unreal swagger written all over his face!
Aragorn misses! Even a military leader can't fix that shot!
Frodo Baggins, this lightning-quick little man, gets stripped under the basket! Hot head exposed!
This franchise guy Aragorn can't recover! Scored on in the paint! Tendency to force bad shots!
Harry Potter argues with the ref! The same passion they bring to competing the game!
Buzzer sounds, halftime! Harry Potter walks head down toward the tunnel. I've been told Harry Potter once ordered a pizza during a timeout. The coach was not amused. The show goes on. Players take position. Silence. Whistle.
Harry Potter can't find the range! Their bare hands has better accuracy than that!
Harry Potter asks for ice! Cooling down, even a juggler's engine needs a rest!
This hooper's hooper Gimli commits the 5-second violation! Clock management ego the size of Texas!
Aragorn buries their face! Hidden from view, the military leader can't watch!
Harry Potter shakes hands through the pain! A juggler who respects their bare hands and the game!
Frodo Baggins sighs so loudly that the reporters hear it. Aragorn winces. Your commentator survived one game, four coffees, and a sandwich of questionable date. See you at the next game! In the meantime: 'Pawn Stars: Selling a Pen Without a Cap.'
Matchday 11 — vs New York Over-Timers
86-130 (L)
Gimli dishes onto the floor! The crowd roars for this next-level player!
This multi-time All-Star Aragorn misses the mark! A devastating dunk goes begging in transition!
Frodo Baggins botches the handoff! Even their bare hands exchanges go smoother!
Aragorn loses the screen battle! Limited stamina around the picks!
Legolas picks up the second technical! This reliable star ejected! Hot head!
Halftime! Aragorn checks his stats on the board and winces. Juicy intel: Aragorn turned down an endorsement deal because he'd have to wear a mascot costume. Back for the second half. The coach slammed his fist on the table.
Legolas, this all-around player, draws the foul but can't capitalize! Hot head!
Gimli is gassed! This hooper's hooper bent over at half court! Heavy feet catching up!
Gimli goes to work into a dead end from the left corner! Turnover! Tendency to rush!
Gimli, this seasoned vet, yells at the coaching staff! Heavy feet causing friction!
Aragorn hangs their head! A military leader who gave everything they had!
Frodo Baggins shakes Harry Potter's hand in silence. Not a word. Just a look that says it all. On my end, the AC in the booth broke down. I sweated more than Harry Potter. Good evening! Coming up: 'Dancing with the Stars: My Cousin's Wedding Edition.' Open bar.
Matchday 12 — vs Cleveland Twin-Towers
84-128 (L)
Harry Potter, this all-around player, announced to huge cheers! A roaring arena!
Gimli forces a bad fadeaway jumper! This dude putting the league on notice needs to trust teammates!
Gimli tries to be too fancy and loses the Spalding! Occasional mental lapses in the decision-making!
Frodo Baggins gets posterized! A police officer framed by their bare hands in the worst way!
Legolas glares at the scoreboard! This guy everybody knows not happy with the situation!
Break time. Aragorn bolts to the locker room without looking at anyone. Rumor has it Aragorn talks to his basketball in the locker room. Nobody dares say it's weird. Both teams retake the hardwood. Everything is still up for grabs.
Aragorn shanks it from the paint! Rallying the war front uses different muscles!
Harry Potter can barely run! The four quarters harder than the four quarters of competing the game!
Stolen from Harry Potter! A juggler who let it slip through their fingers!
Harry Potter drops the head after another miss! Defense that's basically a suggestion sapping the confidence!
Harry Potter leaves the arena quietly! Quiet as a juggler after the game setback!
Harry Potter stares at his hands like he doesn't recognize them. Gimli exhales. Again. And again. Tonight I nearly had a heart attack at least four times. And I'm just the commentator. See you at the next game. In the meantime: 'MasterClass: How to Fold a Fitted Sheet.' Gripping television.
Matchday 13 — vs Boston Ring-Chasers
75-120 (L)
Harry Potter looks dialed in from the start! Natural-born leadership preparation showing!
This established star Aragorn shanks an alley-oop from the left corner! That's uncharacteristic!
Turnover by Harry Potter! Competing the game requires less coordination, clearly!
Aragorn gambles for the steal and pays the price! Limited stamina!
Harry Potter throws their hands up! Like a juggler when their bare hands breaks!
That's a wrap for now. Harry Potter dives into the tunnel. Did you know Harry Potter once tried to start an ASMR podcast of sneaker squeaks on the hardwood? One episode. Deleted. The players are back. Some look fresh, others... Not so much.
A sky hook from Aragorn hits the iron! Defense that's basically a suggestion under the spotlight!
Gimli rises up but the legs won't cooperate! Tendency to rush catching up!
This headliner Aragorn dribbles off the foot! Unforced error!
Legolas, this All-Star caliber talent, barks at the teammate! Ego the size of Texas taking over!
This reliable star Legolas congratulates the opponent. Class in defeat from this reliable star.
Frodo Baggins isolates in a corner, back against the wall. Harry Potter tries to talk. He raises a hand to say no. During the third quarter, I spilled my soup. Yes, I had soup in the booth. Don't judge. Good night! Up next: 'America's Got Talent: Mouth Noises Edition.' The judges are baffled.
Matchday 14 — vs San Antonio Skyscrapers
89-134 (L)
This guy with a proven track record Gimli in the starting lineup! Let's see what this guy with a proven track record brings!
This guy everybody knows Legolas with a rare miss from downtown! Even the best stumble!
This up-and-coming baller Gimli with turnover number lengths ahead! Ego the size of Texas is piling up!
This dude putting the league on notice Gimli bites on the fake! Beaten under the basket!
Frodo Baggins fades away away from the huddle! This certified bucket in a dark place mentally!
The players file out. Legolas exchanges a tense look with the coach. Anecdote: Legolas tried to impress the San Antonio Skyscrapers players with a warm-up dunk. Hit the rim. With his face. We're off again! The crowd chants the team's name.
Harry Potter, this absolute legend, fumbles the finish back to the basket! Back to the drawing board!
Harry Potter grimaces through the effort! The grimace of a juggler finishing the game!
Frodo Baggins coughs up the Spalding! Limited stamina strikes again at the buzzer!
This next-level player Gimli slaps the floor in anger! The frustration is palpable!
Harry Potter walks off in defeat! Even a juggler's skills couldn't save tonight!
Frodo Baggins refuses to watch the replay on the jumbotron. Harry Potter watches it and immediately regrets it. On my end, I discovered the arena's coffee machine was broken. The game nearly went uncommentated. We're out. Up next: 'Say Yes to the Dress: Budget Three Fifty, Theme: Elastic.' Good luck.
Matchday 15 — vs Oklahoma City Treasure-Chest
75-119 (L)
Frodo Baggins takes the court to a Finals-like atmosphere! The police officer with their bare hands is here!
Harry Potter takes a tough buzzer-beater and it doesn't go! Tendency to force bad shots in shot selection!
Gimli, this solid build, steps out of bounds with the leather! Mental lapse!
Harry Potter beaten to the spot! Slower than a juggler on a Monday morning!
Aragorn, this elite player, with the frustrated foul! Heavy feet in tough moments!
First half is done. Legolas is chugging Gatorade like it's water. Confession: Legolas believes the away locker room is haunted. Refuses to go in alone. Both teams retake the hardwood. Everything is still up for grabs.
Aragorn fires a fadeaway jumper from downtown but can't connect! Shaky emotions under pressure showing!
This world-class player Legolas calls for a sub! Can't go anymore! Hot head taking its toll!
Harry Potter loses the rock in traffic! This hall-of-fame lock can't afford that!
Harry Potter slaps the floor in frustration! Slapping harder than a juggler hits the workbench!
Aragorn walks the tunnel in silence! Done for the night, back to military leader life tomorrow!
Frodo Baggins avoids the cameras like the plague. Legolas gets caught. Just says 'we'll be better'. On my end, I ate a hot dog so disgusting I'd classify it as a traumatic experience. We're out! And now, 'House Hunters: Broom Closet Edition.' Cozy open concept.
Florida Flames finishes #16 (0W-15L). Better luck next season! MVP: Aragorn.
Season Journal
Buckle up, pull your visor down, and clench everything you've got because tonight we are NOT talking about some pickup game at the park. Hell no. We're talking about an arena shaking so hard the neighbors called the cops three times before tip-off. We're talking about a franchise built on decades of sweat, tears, heart-stopping buzzer-beaters, and Draft picks so bold that half the league thought they'd lost their minds. And yet, here they are, back and hungrier than ever. Ladies and gentlemen... Florida Flames!
Okay, we need to talk about the monster. Because there are players, and then there's Aragorn. It's not the same category, it's not even the same damn sport. The man is massive, with footwork like a ballet dancer and a jumper purer than spring water. The kind of guy who drops 35 in three quarters, sits down on the bench in the fourth because he's bored, and pulls out his phone to check his stats on the Jumbotron. He's not a player, he's a statistical anomaly.
I asked a former player what it felt like to guard him. He looked at me with hollow eyes and said: "It's like trying to catch smoke." Smoke, my friends. You think you've got him, you close your hands, and there's nothing there. He's already on the other side of the court drilling a three in your face with a little smirk. The kind of player who makes you want to quit basketball and open a bakery, because at least bread doesn't disappear when you try to touch it.
Hold on tight because the next name is going to make you spit out your beer: Gimli. Profession? Amateur. Yeah. The coach saw him on TV, called his agent (who didn't exist), and offered him a ten-day contract "to see." The guy showed up with bare hands, a ham sandwich, and bulletproof enthusiasm. At his first practice, he attempted a dunk and ended up hanging from the net like a cat stuck in a tree. The fire department came. Twice. But he's got heart, the man, and apparently the precision he puts into the game could translate to mid-range shooting. We believe. Well, the coach believes. The rest of us broke out the popcorn.
The budget? What budget? We're so far below the salary floor you could limbo under it blindfolded. The team accountant is the owner's cousin running Excel 2003 with no updates since the Bush administration. The jerseys are hand-washed by the intern, road trips are carpooled, and the last free agent who visited the facilities turned around the second he saw the locker room. But you know what? Character is forged in the struggle. And this team's got character coming out of its damn ears.
Florida Flames finishes #16 (0W-15L). Better luck next season! MVP: Aragorn.
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