alfdogg

I'm not racist, I have a colored TV

Adam's last madness pick: Joe Johnson, G and first pick of the first round: Andre Igoudala, G/F

Adam sent me a list of guys to get him through the Madness round and the first pick of the first round. Here are Adam's first two picks: Dirk Nowitzki, F Rashard Lewis, F

He's always got Europe, too.

Well, that's everyone. Broward is free to pick at anytime. Here is the order for the Madness round, now that Adam has dropped his keepers 1. Broward 2. Adam 3. Adam 4. Broward 5. Broward 6. Adam

PM's sent. Waiting for one last confirmation from everyone on keepers, then we'll get started. And again, remember to PM the person who picks after you.

I'm not waiting any longer on the leagues to open. Expect PM's in the next few minutes.

Patty, you can use PATD. Sorry it took so long to answer.

Vanhalen really should have stayed banned, IMO. He was an utterly worthless poster whose banning was met with nothing put positive response. Even bob didn't give us shit for it, for crying out loud. Let's try thinking about this stuff in the future before basing decisions on our personal wants. Yes on Deon as well, obv. twiztedmind could probably go, as well.

This got a legit LOL out of me at cawthon's site.

I just watched Rumble '93 the other night, and it was a missed charge that sent him down. Savage only knocked him to one knee with the axhandles. But Re: Perfect's face turn. I just posted this in the TSMarketplace, but if anyone has a copy of that PTW episode on tape, I'd be glad to buy a copy.

Pretty sure that's the date. It's the one with Mr. Perfect's face turn. It's on YouTube, but the sound is way off. If anyone has a copy, I'd love to have one.

The restaurants right off the top of my head that are 24 hours here are Taco Bell, Arby's, and White Castle. McDonald's experimented with a 24-hour drive-thru a while back, not sure if they still have it.

Yeah, I forgot about that. You guys are more than welcome to change keepers if you want before we get started. I'm thinking if I don't hear from the three absentees by tommorrow night, then I'll open up their spots. I'll actually probably just take on Broward and run with 18 teams, unless other people show interest between now and then.

Well, the leagues aren't open yet. But yeah, it's Yahoo.

Marvin, you're in. Don't worry. Anyway, looks like Jorge hasn't been on for a while, either, so potentially three spots opening up. Let me run down the rules for potential newcomers. There are 10 roster spots (2G, 2F, C, Util, 4 bench) stats are PTS, REB, AST, STL, BLK, FG%, FT%, 3PM No maximum number of moves, no trade deadline, 1 day for waivers. The draft will be conducted right here in this thread, much like all the other drafts which have gone on recently. There will be three "madness rounds" for newcomers and those teams who have less than three keepers (which, there are none this year, so just newcomers). Those teams will be drawn at random, with serpentine order. Afterwards, there will be seven rounds to complete the rosters. After last year's clusterfuck of a draft, I am shortening the timeframes on picks. In the madness rounds and rounds 1-3 of the normal draft, you will have 18 hours to make your pick, and in the last four rounds, you will have 12 hours. If you don't make your timeframe, your turn will be skipped until you make it in here. And, of course, PM the next person after you've made your pick. Any other questions, just ask.

Whoops, no I don't. That's for the HD after Zero Hour. Disregard that. However, I would like to ask permission to use Tango Bosley and Faqu for a six-man tag.

OAOAST World tag team titles Thunderkid & Reject © vs Team Heyross If Team Heyross does not win the belts, they never get another shot as long as TK and Reject hold them. If TK and Reject are disqualified or counted out, they lose the belts.

I call main event.

At Castleton Mall near Indy, I seem to recall seeing a McDonalds/Orange Julius combo. It's been a while, so I could be wrong.

Atlanta (5.5) Buffalo (9.5) Chicago (3.5) Carolina Miami N.Y. Giants (13.5) Tennessee (5.5) Washington (3.5) New Orleans San Francisco (4.5) St. Louis Cleveland Jacksonville Philadelphia (3.5) (3.5) Dallas N.Y. Jets Colts - 17

[i]Magnum Opus[/i] hits, as the lights go out and the crowd begins to boo. The lights come back on after a brief period, and Alfdogg walks through the curtains. COLE And here comes Alfdogg, looking to take advantage of an injured Colombian Heat, and take his United States title! Let's go to Michael Buffer! *DING DING DING* BUFFER [i]The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the OAOAST United States championship! Making his way to the ring, the challenger, weighing in at 237 pounds...he is the leader of the Deadly Alliance, and a former three-time heavyweight champion of the WORLD...ALFDOGG!!!!![/i] Alf steps into the ring, and does his pose, as the pyro goes off behind him. COLE And once again, we all saw earlier what the Deadly Alliance did to United States champion last week, and only time will tell just what kind of condition he's in! Alf looks off into the aisle, as [i]Gasolina[/i] hits, and Colombian Heat gingerly walks through the curtains, never taking his eyes off Alf as his pyro goes off behind him. BUFFER [i]His opponent...from Miami, Florida, weighing in at 180 pounds...he is the REIGNING and DEFENDING OAOAST United States champion...COOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLOMBIIIAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA NNNNNN HHHHHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAT!!!!![/i] Heat slowly removes his shirts and slams them to the floor halfway through the aisle, and fans gasp upon seeing his back, heavily scarred and ready to bleed again upon impact. COLE Oh wow, look at that. COACH I got a feeling this is gonna get real ugly, real quick, Cole. Heat rolls into the ring, and Alf pounces immediately. *DING DING DING* Alf stomps away on Heat, then picks him up and drags him into a corner. Alf delivers a CHOP~! Crowd: WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~! And another! Crowd: WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~! Alf then whips Heat hard across the ring, as Heat yells out in pain upon hitting the buckles, dropping to one knee, then popping up long enough for Alf to knock him right off his feet with another CHOP~! Crowd: WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~! Cover... 1... 2... Shoulder up! COACH And already, Heat even struggling to force a shoulder up off the canvas! Alf picks up Heat, and delivers a BELLY-TO-BELLY~! Cover... 1... 2... Shoulder up! COLE And look at Heat, he's not going to go down without a fight! He wants to prove Alf wrong! He wants to prove that he is a worthy titleholder! Alf whips Heat into another corner, then stops to taunt the crowd. He charges...but Heat slips out of the way! COLE And look at this! Heat actually forming a comeback here! Heat shoves Alf back into the corner, and peppers him with chops and punches! As Alf staggers out of the corner, Heat slowly climbs to the second rope behind him, then catches him with a BULLDOG~! Cover... 1... 2... Kickout! Heat then backs Alf into the ropes, and delivers the SHAKY LEGS KNEEDROP~! Cover... 1... 2... Kickout! Heat then picks up Alf, and sets up an Irish whip. Alf reverses, however, then drops down, and catches Heat coming back with a AA SPINEBUSTER~! COACH Oh, that's got to be it! Alf then gets to his feet, holding onto Heat's legs, and applies the SHARPSHOOTER~!!!!!11111 COLE Sharpshooter applied, and Heat is making no progress towards those ropes! Heat screams in pain, but continues to shake his head no. COLE Imagine the pain that must be going through Heat right now, but he will not give up! Heat's head and hands slowly start to slump to the mat, and he becomes glassy-eyed, then unresponsive. The referee asks him one last time, and no response. The referee lifts his arm... 1!!! 2!!! ...and the third lift... ...THE ARM DROPS! COLE ...and that's it, we have a new U.S. champion. *DING DING DING* COACH Oh come on, get excited, Cole, we just saw a major title change hands right here on OAOAST HeldDOWN~! BUFFER [i]The winner of the match, by way of submission...and NEWWWWWWWW OAOAST United States champion...AAAAAAAAAAAAaLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLFFFFFFDOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOGG!!!!![/i] COLE Well folks, in the record books it will say submission, but let us make clear that Colombian Heat did NOT in fact give up in this match! Alf raises his hand, while still keeping the hold. COLE And look at this, come on, ref, get him off! After the referee counts, Alf finally releases the hold, and takes the belt from the referee, raising it in the air. COLE Yeah, Alf should be really proud of himself, beating a badly injured man for his title! COACH And you know what this means, Cole, all of the Deadly Alliance members bear gold now! Sandman the Heartland champion, the tag champs Thunderkid and Reject, and now Alf, the new U.S. champion! COLE And Alf could be in possession of two belts after Zero Hour, when he challenges Tha Puerto Rican for the OAOAST World championship! As referees help Heat to the back, the remaining Deadly Alliance members join Alf in the ring, stand side-by-side, and all raise their belts with their right hands. COLE Are we looking at the premier organization in the business today? The results don't lie, look at all the gold held by the Deadly Alliance, it's a tough argument! These guys are on fire! Right now, let's go to Josie Baker, with a very big announcement! Cut backstage to Josie's office. JOSIE Thank you, Michael. Yes indeed, the Deadly Alliance has much reason to celebrate right now, and congratulations to Alfdogg for adding yet another championship to his resume. *crowd boos* JOSIE However, I am here because I have another very big announcement which is of importance to the Deadly Alliance. You see, Alfdogg is challenging for the World heavyweight title, and Sandman9000 will be defending his Heartland title. So, where does that leave the World tag team champions? *crowd cheers* JOSIE Well, I had a meeting with the two of them this morning, and they agreed that they would defend the World tag team titles, at Zero Hour, against Team Heyross! *crowd cheers* COLE All right! JOSIE However, there were conditions added. Thunderkid has used his favor on this match, to add a stipulation. And that stipulation says that if Team Heyross fails to take the tag team titles from Thunderkid and Reject, they will not receive another shot at the belts as long as Thunderkid and Reject remain the champions. *crowd boos* JOSIE I then added another condition on top of this, which states that if Thunderkid and Reject are disqualified or counted out in this match, then Team Heyross will be the new tag team champions! *crowd cheers* JOSIE So there you have it, another big title match announced for Zero Hour. Thank you, Michael.

For no apparent reason, we go on location to a nearby mall. The cameraman walks into the arcade, and focuses on a four-player driving game, which has a group of kids gathered around watching the action. KID Go, go! ANOTHER KID Aw, he's gonna pass him! After about 30 more seconds of this, the group starts cheering, then Waldo hops out of his seat. WALDO Yeeeeah, I just whooped that as AGAIN, son! Luther then steps out of his seat next to Waldo, followed by Mariano and Quincy. WALDO Three times in a ROW, son! LUTHER (slaps Waldo's finger from his face) Fuck off me, wit' yo punk ass. QUINCY Yo, I'm bout ta shoot some fuckin' cowboys n' shit! LUTHER Aw, snap! Quincy and Luther grab the guns and begin to shoot at the arcade console, while Waldo shoves a teenager away from a Tekken console. WALDO Get yo wack ass outta here! Fuck you know about Tekken? Shit. Mariano joins him, and the two begin to fight, as the camera pans over to Vinny Valentine and Tony Tourettes walking into the arcade. TONY HOLY SHIT! The arcade grows silent, as Tony rushes over to the pool table, grabbing a cue and tossing it at an unsuspecting Vinny, hitting him in the side of the face. TONY RACK 'EM UP, BITCH! As Vinny sets up the rack, Tony spots Luther focused on his shooting game, and uses the pool cue to push his elbow, throwing him off. He then turns and looks up at the ceiling as Luther looks over at him. LUTHER Motha fucka! Here you jus standin' there, starin' at da ceiling, and people comin' along hittin' my arms n' shit! You gotta watch my back, dog! Tony then pulls a beer out of his pocket, and begins drinking it. He then shoves Tony out of the way as he's lining up his shot. TONY GET THE FUCK OUT OF THE WAY! I BREAK! As Tony sets up to break, Luther walks over and shoves the back of his arm with his foot. TONY SHIT! ASSHOLE! (takes a drink) GET YOUR PENIS BREATH OUT OF MY FACE, PENIS BREATH! An employee walks up. EMPLOYEE You can't have alcohol in here, sir. TONY FUCK YOU! EMPLOYEE Give me the drink, or I'll have to call security. TONY FUCK THOSE RENT-A-COP FAGGOTS, TOO! I'LL EAT ALL THEIR FUCKIN' DONUTS! The employee then tries to take the beer from Tony. Wrong move, as Tony picks the employee up in a fireman's carry and drops him forward onto the pool table. Waldo, seeing the skirmish, abandons his DDR game and jumps, literally, on top of the pile. The rest of the Burrough Boys and several teenaged/young adult onlookers get involved, and a big brawl breaks out. Vinny stands and watches as Tony suddenly emerges from the heap, having re-attained his beer along the way. He takes a drink. TONY FUCK THIS PLACE! Let's get out of here! Tony then tosses the beer can right onto the head of the employee, which is sticking out of the pile, then Vinny and Biff exit the arcade.