September 24, 2013
THE (supplemental) CHAMPION OF THE WORLD!
Congrats to Nick for winning first place in the losers bracket! Another great season of skinz is in the books. Can't wait to watch the Tigers lose the wild card play-in game in a week.
September 23, 2013
September 23rd, 2013
Nick leads 11-6 on Double skin Monday, 9/23. Nick can win the supplemental skinz contest with a victory today. Good luck homo.
September 22, 2013
September 21, 2013
September 20, 2013
September 19, 2013
September 18, 2013
September 17, 2013
September 15, 2013
September 14, 2013
September 13, 2013
September 12, 2013
September 11, 2013
September 11, 2013
Nick leads 5-1. (Moment of Silence)
Single Skinz today. (Moment of Silence)
Make your picks for 9/11. (MOS)
Single Skinz today. (Moment of Silence)
Make your picks for 9/11. (MOS)
September 10, 2013
September 9, 2013
September 9, 2013
Nick still leads 1-0 even though it is Day 5 of Extra Skinz. The reason for that of course is that today is going to be a QUAD SKINZ EXTRAVAGANZA!!! Choose your picks wisely for your skinz life may very well depend on it. Happy Hunting!
September 8, 2013
September 7, 2013
September 6, 2013
September 5, 2013
Supplemental Skinz 2013
This is an added bonus for the 2013 season. The goal is to be the first one to get to 13. The same rules apply as in regular skinz, meaning you must not pick the same team on back to back days and all 30 teams must be used by the end of the time period. Though just as a reminder, these rules can be subject to change if either myself or Mr. Artrip decides we want to.
September 4, 2013
Fin
I went to bed last night with a vision. Hope was flowing from my heart. My picks from Tuesday had already been decided. The AL let me down but my NL picks came through and the Marlins played like true champions, knowing I had them as my DT. The day finished for me and I had a strong 4 points, I looked at your matchups. The Cubs had once again failed you in a big way. The Dodgers of course came through and the Indians bested the O's leaving you at 3 points with still the Giants/Padres game to be decided.
Oh. Of course. You had selected the world champs, who have played like anything but this year. So all my hope rested on the Padres. The Fucking Padres. They have taken joy this season, along with the Mets, in taking skinz away from me. As I checked my phone in bed, with the score tied 2-2 going into the 7th, I needed the Padres on MY side tonight.
So I prayed. I prayed harder than I have ever prayed before. My knuckles were white and my brow began to bead with the sweat that flowed from my mind as fast as my words did to our savior. I wept like Jesus and I began to scream to the sky, speaking in foreign tongues asking our maker for one last miracle. I had 2 and a half innings for the Padres to net just one... tiny... run.
The night was restless. I had nightmares of Giants chasing me with large spiked clubs while monks in cloaks tried to protect me from the dark images my mind and soul were tormenting me with. I woke up in a panic. It was 3 am and my night terrors had continued now for hours. But I was awake now; Awake and confused. The bed was soaked with sweat and urine, the sheets drank my fluids as I slumbered like Sith blood spilling on the hot sands of Tatooine. In a fury of desperation I ripped the phone from its charger and refreshed the MLB scoreboard....
Now I don't know if the lord spoke directly to Chris Denorfia or if he just guided his bat on his sharp line drive RBI single to left field in the bottom of the 7th. But I do know that last night, a boys dreams got answered. A boy... became a champion.
Oh. Of course. You had selected the world champs, who have played like anything but this year. So all my hope rested on the Padres. The Fucking Padres. They have taken joy this season, along with the Mets, in taking skinz away from me. As I checked my phone in bed, with the score tied 2-2 going into the 7th, I needed the Padres on MY side tonight.
So I prayed. I prayed harder than I have ever prayed before. My knuckles were white and my brow began to bead with the sweat that flowed from my mind as fast as my words did to our savior. I wept like Jesus and I began to scream to the sky, speaking in foreign tongues asking our maker for one last miracle. I had 2 and a half innings for the Padres to net just one... tiny... run.
The night was restless. I had nightmares of Giants chasing me with large spiked clubs while monks in cloaks tried to protect me from the dark images my mind and soul were tormenting me with. I woke up in a panic. It was 3 am and my night terrors had continued now for hours. But I was awake now; Awake and confused. The bed was soaked with sweat and urine, the sheets drank my fluids as I slumbered like Sith blood spilling on the hot sands of Tatooine. In a fury of desperation I ripped the phone from its charger and refreshed the MLB scoreboard....
Now I don't know if the lord spoke directly to Chris Denorfia or if he just guided his bat on his sharp line drive RBI single to left field in the bottom of the 7th. But I do know that last night, a boys dreams got answered. A boy... became a champion.
2013 Baseball Skinz Champion: Christopher "Brian" Artrip
September 3, 2013
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