Crazy People, Part Four A/K/A Trial (OK, Arbitration) of the Century

Sweet Jesus…this thing is never going to end! We went BACK to Small Claims Court again last night because everyone’s favorite yahoo filed his Show Cause motion. The sitting judge vacated our prior arbitration award because the “Southern Gentleman and Scholar” claims to have been sick the first time around. Regardless of the fact that said genius didn’t bother to contact the court for a continuance, we were forced to stick around and be re-heard by the arbitrator.

Long story short, this guy is beyond insane. The crux of his argument against paying the money he owes us is the fact that he is still bitter about not having gone to the “Aaron Boone game” a/k/a Game Seven of the…wait for it…2003 ALCS. No, that is not a typo. This fool is going back to an unrelated, 5+ year old, completely irrational grudge to lay the foundation for his current refusal to pony up. The pair of tickets for the “second shot heard ’round the world” game went to one of the other guys in our buying group who was going to bring his son along. Crazy McNutso asked that he be contacted if the son didn’t end up going. It seems that the son may or may not have gone to the game, and our West Virginian friend went apeshit. Apparently, the rest of the buying group had some sort of psychic powers and knew that this was going to be a game that would live on in history, so we decided to screw him out of those tickets for, oh I don’t know, shits and giggles.

It has now officially become a waiting game, as we anticipate the arbitration award to come through in our favor. Recovering the moolah, however, is going to be the tricky part. Methinks this looney-tunes isn’t going to hand over the cash with a bouquet of flowers and an apology card. In the likely event that he doesn’t comply with the award, we’ll have to send the Marshals after him and his assets. He, of course, will ultimamtely incur more cost upon himself, as he would be wholly responsible for the expenses involved with utilizing the Marshal Service.

I think I need a drink.

CRAZY PEOPLE, PART 3

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Here’s a “Crazy People” update (actually, an update to the first update), because this bidness never stops! Despite the fact that we ALREADY WON, our illustrious opposing party has filed an order to show cause, claiming that he was “sick” during our last court appearance and that our statements about the situation are false. This means another trip to scenic River Avenue. At least it’ll be a chance to check in on the progress at the new Stadium! Details to follow…

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Crazy people…part deux

I know you were all on pins and needles waiting for the outcome of the Yankee ticket drama. If you don’t recall the saga, do yourself a favor and refresh your memory…you won’t regret it. Unfortunately, our original quest to take this litigation to Judge Joe Brown was squashed by a producer who stated ours was a “slam dunk” case that wouldn’t make for good TV. However, I am pleased to report that after a trip to the Bronx Small Claims Court, the “Southern Gentleman and Scholar” has been defeated, as the arbitrator ruled in our favor. What this means is that this mothereffer owes us the money in question, plus costs. No big shocker there. Given the fact that he didn’t bother to show up for court, collecting should prove to be a challenge. In the event that he refuses to pay, we’ll need to hire a marshal to go after his ass, and the cost of said marshal will be SGS’ responsibility as well. If that doesn’t work, y’all might be recruits in a shakedown operation. Details to follow.

UNACCEPTABLE!!!!!

Fuuuuuuuuuck. No way that just happened. Ineptitude, today thy name is Eli. I believe that now is the time to follow the immortal words of one Mr. Blutarski: “My advice: start drinking heavily.”

A hearty mazel tov

Despite the fact that they screwed the proverbial pooch this afternoon, the Burress-less Giants managed to capture the NFC East today, thanks to the equally shitty play of Dallas (making it that much sweeter). Congrats, fellas. Just one request from your faithful fans: don’t anybody else shoot themselves in the leg. Thx.