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White Black Birds and A Can of White Spray Paint
As The Afoci walks out of the secret hide out, fully clothed and lacking any peanut butter, he admires the blue skies. Walking, looking towards the sky, he slips to the ground and screams at what he sees. A black bird painted white, dead but looking him in the eyes. He sits still for a moment and gets an idea...
His men assemble in front of him, all listening very carefully to what he has to say. He calls out Lars-Olof "Chris Gaines" Uddstad, he carries his boom box with him. The Afoci walks to him and adjusts it. Lars-Olof "Chris Gaines" Uddstad walks to the men and holds the boom box above his head and soon the music starts to blare out of its speakers. The Afoci begins dancing to the odd beat....
"Stop, Calabrate and Listen" Screams The Afoci at the top of his lungs, "Ice is back with a brand new invention..." He continues to the end of the song ending it with a back flip. Sweating he gets up mumbling to himself who his is the greatest white rapper ever to live and how coming from the mean streets of Hawley, Minnesota, a small town 20 miles east of Fargo, gives him the street credit of some of the most hardcore rappers, ie. Vanilla Ice, Hammer, and Kris Kross.
"Alright boys" says The Afoci "we struggled last game and I blame you all for that, but it is in the past. We must move on. The next game is the biggest one we Crawfish have ever had. It is against the Tennessee FC, they are a new club and we should crush them on our quest to win the cup. We will try a 451 as opposed to our usually 352 because it is 99 more, obviously better. But I don't have to tell you that, you guys know soccer. Training last week was alright, but this week will be better. Mikey "Number Two" Denney please bring out the training helpers."
Number Two walks up to him carrying 3 bags. He then hands everyone 2 cans of white spray paint.
"You all may know" says The Afoci "that my father was defeated by a group of evil, vile black bird not far from here. To work on your endurance and agility, you will all be required to turn those black bastards white. Now go!!!!"
Number Two and The Afoci go sit in the stands and watch the men scatter running and pouncing black birds, spray painting them white and jumping up screaming "Got one" as they celebrate looking for the next victim.
"Man down!!!!" screams "I am a big scary, fire breathing" Dragan Simic "The birds are returning fire, we got men down all over the place, retreat!!!!"
"NOOO!!!!" screams The Afoci "We can't lose, get back out there!!!!" He gets up and retreats to the secret hide out. From it, he hears the screams of men having there eyes poked out by birds.
An hour later, everything is quiet and The Afoci emerges from the secret hide out. He looks at the carnage, the men are holding each other up. He looks to the skies, no black birds. The men are starting to cheer. Victory. It is the first victory they have experienced as team. They all form a circle at the center of Fighting Crawfish Arena. A group hug of spray paint, bird poop, sweat, blood and tears. The 23 men have become one team, no longer a group of misfits. They have one goal, that goal is to become the first squad to have Crawfish with Laser Blasters Instead of Claws!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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