Brewless in Salem
With the soap opera like atmosphere perpetrating (no pun intended) through the Purp organization, the most important role of "Beer Duty" person was overlooked last week. After a stunning 5-0 win, it is fair to say that every Purp left with only an adrenaline rush, nothing more.
Autumn Poetry from selected Purp members
With the season changing from summer to fall, our contemplative team members have put pen to paper and wrote the folowing prose:
"The leaves are falling upon the dewey grass.
Let's all show up Sunday and kick some Orangutan ass." - SHARK
"Fall is upon us, it feels just like Heaven.
Does anyone else miss hitting #7?" - BOSS
"I love this team. I love our purple socks.
There is 'no place like home' in the penalty box" - KNUCKLES
"With Fall now arriving, the summer must cease
C'MON MATT, THAT GUY'S IN MY CREASE!!!"- RIP
"I'm one of the elders, but I'm hip to the lingo
Look to the blue line to see the FLAMINGO!"- COBRA