Don't Bring Your Fists To A Whiffle Bat Fight

Nacho: While it pains me to write this post, it had to be done.

People, we've been over this. Don't bring your fists to a whiffle bat fight. That's right, the esteemed learning institution that the SportsBrethren owned is in the news, and it ain't good publicity. Seems some kids got in a fight over a whiffle ball game and one dude ended up unconscious.

Naturally, the Chattanooga PD put their best cop on the case, Kim Noorbergen. Nice try, Kim, but we all see right through your alias:

Kim Noorbergen's dad?

More shenanigans, after...


Nacho cont'd: Tempers flare and emotions run high in the valley below Lookout Mountain. You've got a deadly mixture of hormones, boner-inducing scenery, and rednecks. It's a cocktail of a powder keg of high gravity situations. It was only a matter of time before someone snapped and some kid ended up in the hospital.

I did expect better from the whiffle ball crowd though. Sure, you expect these kind of tiffs on the high-octane fields of Flickerball or the Football Jumbo Jamboree, but not whiffle ball.

This is a message directly for the fine, young men of McCallie: shape up, or you will not receive......A BIG COOKIE
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How We Won the SEC

Nacho: There is an elite boys boarding school nestled in the valley beneath Look Out Mountain in Chattanooga, Tennessee. The school is named McCallie and, in addition to several other promeninent figures, they call Ted Turner one of their distinguished alumnus. It's a pretty swanky school and each year their host two-week-long Sports Camps. The camp was divided into two groups: the older kids (or ACC) and the younger kids (the SEC). The sports played their ranged from football to water polo to made-up sports like Flickerball.

Fair play was encouraged, but trickery was respected. Trickery, like the play executed in this clip:



A quick reminder as to why we love trick plays, after....




Will we ever see a better bowl game? I think not.

Brethren: I don't have much more to add, except this post does nothing if it doesn't validate our very first post on this blog: our mission statement. See that title? That's right, Great Brothers In Sports History. Well, McCallie Sports Camp reinforces that notion quite well.

See, they keep a Record Book at MSC, and after every game, they award an MVP and Sportsman of the Game for each team. At the end of the two weeks, the athlete with the most MVPs and Sportsman awards combined is awarded the coveted "Smith Award." The first brother team to ever both win the Smith Award?




That's right. Those two.

Beacons of athleticism at age 11 and in their mid20s.

Nacho: I'd forgotten we were the first brother team to accomplish that. Egads man, we're amazing. Women, take note: you should flock to us. The sooner you do so, the quicker mom quits harping about meeting 'a nice boy'. Tain't none nicer. We absolutely own the Nantahalla and Ocoee Rivers.
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