Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Mothers Rugby's Gotta New Pooch

22 comments:

Anonymous said...

When is trailer trad gonna start playing again?

Anonymous said...

I think that guy in front (the really short one) was my roommate in college. Can't believe he's still there.

Anonymous said...

He's got great taste in footwear.

Anonymous said...

The dog is wearing shoes?!

Anonymous said...

Oh, I thought you meant the leprechaun getting walked by the dog...

Anonymous said...

I think the guy with the beard works at Sammy T's.

Anonymous said...

Who is Sammy T?

Anonymous said...

I have no proof of this, but it's been rumored that Sammy T. is the love child of Mr. T and Flannery O'Connor.

Trailer Trad said...

Dear Anonymous commenters,

Welcome! I perceive that y'all may be members of that esteemed fraternity known as Mothers Rugby.

I have a message for team members. I was on the first Mothers team in the 1980s with Dave Steckler and Doc Warner along with Brian McGlynn, Mark Demild, Robbie Knoll, Steve Brewer, Ashley Wyant etc. So I believe that I can have my say if I want.

Given the heart and soul that you give to the Club and the campus leadership that you all show, I believe that Doc is smiling down at you. I really do.

By the way, Sammy T is a restaurant started and named after Dr. Sammy T. Emory. He was a much beloved Professor of Geography at the University. I had him for a couple of classes and his were always the most crowded.

He's smiling too.

Anonymous said...

Q: Why would you need a Geography Professor in rural Virginia?

A: To learn how to get to grandma's trailer park.

eduardo said...

Think I'll go and drink some cheap beer out of a shoe.

Trailer Trad said...

Anon. 11:30,

Living in the 'Mother of Presidents,' we needed instruction on how to reach Bypass, NJ or whatever armpit you hale from.

Eduardo,

Shoot The Boot! Shoot The Boot!-Wow, that was an unpleasant flashback.

Anonymous said...

Why would you ever need directions to Armpit, NJ?

Besides, and with all due respect to the gentleman of the Old Dominion, everyone knows that Ohio is the real "Mother of Presidents."

Anonymous said...

I take issue with the comments from the gentleman from Armpit, NJ! While Presidents Harding, Taft, McKinley, et al do in fact hail from Ohio, Virginia is the "Mother of Presidents." Washington, Jefferson, Madison, Monroe....I rest my case!

Anonymous said...

Oh, please. None of those clowns ever produced their long form birth certificates, yet they conspired like little girls to keep Hamilton from wearing the big boy pants.

Anonymous said...

This is outrageous! Hamilton was not born in the US and was a lousy shot to boot! Don't make me come up there to Armpit! By the way, what does this have to do with rugby and dogs wearing shoes anyway?

Anonymous said...

That was very clever, Anon. 1:09, the manner in which you connected my beloved Garden State to the Greatest Secretary of the Treasury that this country has ever known - through his ill-fated duel on the cliffs of Weehawken. So clever, in fact, that it made me think you might actually be an Ohioan. And I'll tell you what it's got to do with dogs and rugby, wiseguy, but first you'll have to pay the damn $37.25 in tolls to come up here and look me in the eye.

Anonymous said...

Which exit?

Xavier T. Diletante said...

I say these are certainly some spirited comments. Take it outside would you.

Trailer Trad said...

Mr. Diletante,

Well said, sir. I want Trailer Trad to be spirited yet filled with fellowship - just like rugby!

Heeding your advice, Let me say that I love New Jersey, primarily because of your GREAT governor. Also, I meant 'armpit' as a compliment. You see, my armpits always are bone dry and smell of jasmine in the moonlight.

Anonymous said...

You are a gentleman, Mr. Trad, and, on behalf of all Jerseyans (the home of the soon-to-be Superbowl XLVI Champion New York Football Giants), you are welcome North of Delaware anytime you'd like.

Chris Christie said...

I am a GREAT governor, thank you for the kind remarks. I am also a HUGE fan of your blog.