Showing posts with label mayfair high school. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mayfair high school. Show all posts

What a way to wake up, eh?

There are athletic sites, and there are athletic sites that deserve major lulz. Exposed!

So I came back from Smorgasport on campus, and a hard-fought 2-1 victory over Oklahoma at George Allen Field, and when I got back to my laptop (it was downloading some torrents while I was away), I saw the score: Lakewood 40, Mayfair 3.

Now, at first, I wasn’t so sure if Lakewood was going to be able to be focused, after the ignominious start to the year. But I can deduce three reasons why Lakewood wanted this game:

  1. They are 0-2. Well, they were 0-2. But I had a gut feeling that if this was how they would play, they might go winless. I do not remember a season in which my high school’s football team actually suffered a winless season. Those guys didn’t want to see that, either.
  2. The game against Tesoro was a tail of two halves. We were up 21-10 at the break, and as the guys took the field for the second half, I warned, “Hey, 21-10 is not a good-enough lead. You gotta add to it, because that can be made up in a hurry.” It pays to listen. Apparently, they didn’t, and the Titans won, 24-21. I could imagine Coach Thadd MacNeal not being the least bit happy with the performance, and I could also imagine him yelling it to their faces. (I shouldn’t go into detail with the bus ride that followed, but to keep it short: you can’t tell me that there aren’t any nappy-headed ho’s who operated the coaches on Long Beach Transit. That means someone close to you lied, straight up. They must be fish-slapped, immediately. In the groin.)
  3. Mayfair wrested the Milk Bucket away from them last year. That had to leave a bad taste in Lakewood’s mouths, and they wanted that back.

Apparently, Mayfair coach Mike Fitch wasn’t ready for what his Monsoons were going to be up against. They were facing an angry, frustrated, hell-bent Lancer football team looking for answers, and someone to smack the devil down on. MaxPreps predicted that Mayfair would defend their trophy.

This is clear proof why statistics should be burned at the stake when it comes to these rivalry games, because they are meaningless.

Let’s see if this blowout over the Monsoons will get them ready for a shot at evening their records against La Palma Kennedy.

To My Friend Dario, I Drink To Thee.


Dario Franchitti won the Indianapolis 500 today, while Danica finished 8th. Somehow, Vitalic (a.k.a Pascal Arbez-Nicolas) is a fan of the driver, thanks to his hit "My Friend Dario" from the album OK Cowboy. I hereby request an Indy 500 mix of this song. The 2007 version, that is. It can be done. Someone just has to do it.

Of course, it won't be me, since I'm occupied with the Long Beach State basketball video. Speaking of the Beach, the baseball team rose back from the dead to take the conference series from Fullerton. At the same time, they will be hosting a Regional at Blair Field. Can't wait to see who they will face.

And the Angels and Dodgers won. It has to be a great day for the local baseball teams. And Wilson also marches on, while Lakewood fails volleyball. Lakewood Mayfair, that is.

I should point out that the reason Lakewood is a Sports Town is due to its three high schools. Lakewood, Mayfair, and Artesia. Yes, that Artesia that won the state crown in men's basketball. Artesia High is not located in the city of Artesia. They are located in Lakewood. This was the same Artesia team that put a rare dent in a disappointing season for the Lancers. The connotation is only proper. I call this the Triangle of Champions.