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This must be Thursday. I never could get the hang of Thursdays.

Mood: Mildly annoyed.
Music: Haven't picked up my iPod yet.
Game: World of Warcraft, Planetside, Call of Duty, Auto Assault Beta.
Book: Sandman Companion, Hy Bender.
Muffin: Raspberry-Blackberry Bran.
Punchline: "Will you reschedule?"

So last night, we were supposed to play a match for TWL...which frankly is turning into a joke. We play on the 6v6 HQ Ladder.

No offense to TSR (the guys we were supposed to play last night), or anyone else, but this is straightforward. You challenge. We pick two times. You choose one. AT THE TIME YOU CHOSE YOU SHOW UP WITH SIX GUYS READY TO PLAY. We reorganize schedules, we shift plans, and we get ready an hour before match time to make sure we're not holding anyone else up. To not show up on time, or to show up with three guys and ask to reschedule is not cool in the slightest. In fact, it's downright disrespectful.

Why on earth would you choose a time to play, then NOT have guys ready at that time? Imagine if baseball worked like that? You got 50,000 fans at Yankee Stadium, the Yankees are warming up, and so on...and 10 minutes after scheduled start time, the Red Sox call and say they can't get nine guys, and can we reschedule?

This whole league is filled with inconsiderate fucktards. This is something like the 3rd or 4th time we've taken a forfeit because of the other team not showing, being late, or asking to reschedule. We have some simple rules: We are ready to go at match time, we don't reschedule, and we don't start late. Getting six guys who work for a living in different time zones to show up in one place at the same time ready to play is a challenge. We don't particularly care to do it more than we have to. Starting a 10pm EST match late means I have to do without sleep if I expect to work the next day. It is not fair...so we don't accomodate. We are held to the same rules as the opposing teams. We follow them. They should too.

Billko was pissed because he was in good spirits (meaning drunk again...) was pretty much unstoppable during warmups, and was looking forward to delivering a good old-fashioned ass whoopin'. When he found out he wasn't going to be able to play, he was pissed. And I don't blame him. Billko has a life. He works hard during the day doing construction and such. He busts he ass all day, gets home, rushes through a shower and dinner, comes to warm up, and finds out that the other team just couldn't field six guys at the time they chose. I don't blame him.

On top of that...because we got challenged this week, we can't challenge anyone. So due to their inability to organize themselves, we get to sit exactly where we are for ANOTHER week while we wait for the rest of the ladder to finish their challenges.

And the capper? In spite of the fact that they failed to show up, that they acknowledged the forfeit to us, as of this time, they have completely NOT registered their forfeit. Which means we can't even challenge until they do. These teams need to be kicked already.

I have no idea why we even subject ourselves to this. I don't mind losing...really I don't. I DO mind not playing. THAT pisses me off.

Whatever. We'll see what happens next week.

Posted by Glenn at August 4, 2005 10:15 AM