Who knew that Homer Simpson was coaching Sarah Palin?

Normally I'm not one to comment on politics, but as I was flipping through the channels on my way to watching more important things (i.e. the baseball playoffs) I stopped by the American Vice-Presidential Debate.

And that's when I discovered that perhaps Sarah Palin and I have something in common: watching the Simpsons and Family Guy.

Exhibit A:

Exhibit B:

Officer: Next weekend, we're having our annual war games. Now Simpson, because of your many years as a nuclear technician, we're putting you on a nuclear sub.
Homer: "Nuc-u-lar". It's pronounced "nuc-u-lar".
Officer: Oh, whatever.
Homer: "Nuc-u-lar".

And now here is someone who could potentially be President of United States of America:

What Really Grinds My Gears

You know what really grinds my gears?  People who don't freaking signal when I'm driving behind them.  I see you there, talking on your cell about how annoying Nancy in Accounting is while changing songs on your iPod because you really wanted to hear that Colbie Caillat song again because it reminds you of that summer before Grade 12 when you went all the way with that cute hockey player and he totally would have gone out with you except he was leaving for Michigan in a month and he was afraid of having to break up.  Well here I am, stuck waiting behind you through the entire freaking green light when all I want is to get home so I can watch OC re-runs and drink a few beers, but not all of my beers because the cheap-ass plastic bag from the Beer Store split open so one of the bottles smashed on the ground.  What the hell?  You people recycle everything, right?  Try recycling up some tensile strength so my beer doesn't explode on the floor while I'm rushing through the door...and freaking signal!  I CAN'T READ YOUR MIND!

And that's what grinds my gears.

RTH Libs

Apparently, there could be stretches of time where updates on this blog are a little less frequent.  I know, crazy to consider, but still possible.  Anyway, should that happen, please bookmark this post should you require new material.

Pre-Game

Sorry I haven't posted in awhile, but I've been [lame excuse] and so it's been tough to [lamer excuse].  

Anyways, big game tonight, Hounds!  We're playing [chump team] at [late time] o'clock at [field name].  So far, they've beaten [chump team] but have also lost to [chump team].  We definitely have to [expression meant to convey the need to try really hard].  Let's try to [verb] on our [adjective] stack offense so we can keep improving.

[And now here's a random YouTube clip that has something to do with the name of the team we're playing]:

Post-Game

[Positive superlative] game last night Hounds!  I was a little worried when [random mistake, loss of consecutive points, etc...] happened, but after that [negative adjective] start, we really started playing like [occupation].  I don't think we've ever played any better.  

Defensively we really played well, especially Owen and Joel who must have had at least [number] layout D's.  And could you believe that Austin and Laura both got Callahans?  And it seemed like Bonnie and Lyanne got something like [number] hand-blocks.

On offense, we moved the disc very [adverb], and had our share of stand-outs as well.  From Christian pulling out the full-field [currency noun]-maker, to Nat's [number] layouts we had it going on.  Then there was Tien successfully completing his [gymnastic tumble] pass for a point.  I can't believe I actually skied [their tallest and best player] to bring that down!  But the best had to be Simon and his [number] Greatests!  Simply amazing!

[And now here's a random YouTube clip that has something to do with the name of the team we just beat]:

So, if it's been awhile since I've updated the blog, just fill in the blanks for a brand new post.

Bring Da Ruckus

On Monday we play the final of the 'Big 4" Monday night teams: Ruckus. Considering they have only lost to Mandrew and Big Hammers this season, it's going to be quite the challenge. Of note, this team has a Hound connection in Rob Camp: TUC team-ranker extraordinaire and Hound on Saturday at TUF.

As the Wu-Tang Clan says..Bring da Ruckus (and your A game):

O Captain My Captain

In recent Release the Hounds news: we have a new Social Coordinator

and have created and filled the role of Field Captain

so now it's back to what RTH Ultimate is all about. Having fun and kicking some ass.

As the new FC, I will try to give us the best chance of winning, but I won't go as far as some other captains...

Translation Time

Thanks to our new super-secret intelligence program, we have uncovered some inside information from our opponents this Monday: Big Hammers. Thanks to our under-cover Hound (let's call her "Lee Anne von Gouligan" so we don't blow her cover), we have received a confidential memorandum regarding the game on Monday.

I have run this coded transmission through a series of decryption programs to discover its true meaning (along with trying to get through the spelling and grammar mistakes). The following is extremely sensitive, for your eyes only, and any mention of the following must be disavowed should you be questioned by anyone on Big Hammers:

Yo Team,
[Translation: Greetings and salutations comrades.]

BIG HAMMERS vs. release the hounds
[Translation: Zone zone zone zone, zone zone zone...zone, zone zone.]

This one will be a beating death of a pack of dogs....hopefully those PETA people won't come out and watch this...it's going to be pretty dirty
[Translation: I am very concerned about this game. Not only does this team have our two best girls, but they are also funnier and better looking than us. Hopefully CUPA won't come out and watch this, as they may give our Regionals bid to them, based on the fact that they are so much more awesome than we are. Apparently they are good flatball players as well.]

It's amazing that TUC actually has this game up a week in advance...but believe it....
[Translation: I laud TUC and their willingness to change their scheduling system, thus forcing their conveners to have to create the schedule on a weekly basis. Where do we play next week, anyway?]

The game is at Flemingdon Park (i would guess everyone knows where that is)...if not here's a map
http://www.tuc.org/field.html?field=flemingdon
[Translation: If you don't know where Flemingdon is by now, then where have you been? There is no reason why you shouldn't be there by 6:15.]

We're on field #5....which is the field nearest the Basketball Court.
[Translation: Perhaps we should challenge them to basketball, since it may be our best chance to win.]

Lyanne and Nat please have your team their on time....the game ends at 8:20pm, because the park is unsafe
[Translation: Lyanne and Nat, we hope your team is late...we would like to start counting points until you arrive...we need all the points we can get... After all, we remember what happened when we played last year. The game ends at 8:20, because that is when Simon has to go home before Olympia kills him.]


The Hammers are known for their athleticism and energetic play, so should they get aggressive, just think of this:

Some unexpected readers

It appears that Simon has put our site on our TUC team page, which has resulted in quite a few hits from curious people wondering just what this "Release the Hounds" team is about.

I must say that when I started this blog, I wasn't really expecting more than about 20 people to read it...ever. Hell, I don't think my wife has even read it. That being said, it was just a matter of time that the exploits of the Hounds were going to become a world-wide phenomenon, so I guess I should have expected this to happen sooner or later.

So, this post is for all you TUC'ers who have stumbled across my humble site, trying to gain some insight into who we are, and more importantly, how to beat us.

We are Release the Hounds; and no, you're not going to beat us. But I'm sure it will be a fun game.

We are starting up our third year together playing this game some like to call Ultimate Frisbee, but we call Flatball. There has been a lot of changes to the roster, but there are still nine of the original Hounds still kicking around. Of course, you can read more by checking out our archives, as well as the Inaugural Address from this site, which is actually the second version of the Hounds on-line.

If you are going to read the tripe that I am posting, then you need to know a few things:
1) I'm a sarcastic, cocky, smart-ass wanker who really doesn't take many things seriously.
2) I'm not expecting anyone to read this other than the Hounds, and any others do so at their own peril.
3) If I say anything about you or your team, I'm probably doing it to try to have some fun, or to pump my team up. Nothing personal. Unless it's Mandrew...then it's personal.

So, if you are a non-Hound reading this, welcome to our humble cyberspace-abode. Put your feet up, grab a beer, read as much as you'd like, and feel free to post a comment if you wish. Although I do kinda consider you to be like Peter Griffin in the clip below, but it's okay. Nothing much is going on here.


See you on the field.

Release the Hounds!