Sun Mar 02, 2025 12:41 am
One more. If Jeffrey ever read the boards he'd yell at me but pretty sure he doesn't. Backstory on this one, I used to ride the commuter rail to work, and at one stop, there was some graffiti just before the stop that said, "A Poem About Concrete". That's it.
It cracked me up every day I saw it, which was every day. So I decided to name my team "A poem about Jeff's Speedo" to bust my brother in law's balls hoping that he'd some day get around to putting a team together and join a league with me.
Cut to the chase, selected inbox messages in order:
The Poem
RNMorton (West Chester Cretins)Wednesday, 4/25/2007 8:54am
to: All
If you win the Championship do we actually get to hear a poem about
Jeff's Speedo? (not that I'm holding my breath for that)
Rick
Re: The Poem
PJ Axelsson (A poem about Jeff's Speedo)Wednesday, 4/25/2007 12:18pm
to: All
Perhaps...we'll see.
The name was intended to bust the balls of my brother in law, named
Jeff. However, he hasn't created a team since the inception of ATGIII,
and I got sick of waiting so I launched this team in advance. When he
gets around to making a team sometime in the next decade, I'll really
give him a name!
PJ
Re: Re: The Poem
Essex Moosemen (Matthews Yankees)Wednesday, 4/25/2007 2:57pm
to: All
I don't know Jeff or his Speedo, but every time I
see that it cracks me up.
It may be the funniest team name I've ever seen.
Good luck to all this season. I think my "27
Yanks" are gonna suck.
Poem
RNMorton (West Chester Cretins)Thursday, 6/28/2007 8:08am
to: Me, Queens Park Rangers
I promise to write a poem about Jeff's Speedo if I can luck out a Series
win here. Since I'm a lousy poet that should give you even more
incentive to win.
Rick
Congrats
RNMorton (West Chester Cretins)Tuesday, 7/03/2007 8:14am
to: All
Big congrats to the Poem for rallying from a 3-1 deficit to take the
Series in grand fashion. Congrats also to the Ghetto Trash and those
Queens Park Rangers for their regular season runs. Thanks to everyone
for a fun season.
In celebration of the Poem's win I humbly offer the remainder of my
poem:
A poem about Jeff's Speedo
Dedicated to PJ Axelsson's brother-in-law Jeffrey
by a Cretin
Jeff's Secret Speedo
I think that I shall never see,
A suit like that of ol' Jeffrey,
Red and blue and black and green,
And other colors you haven't seen.
There's really nothing it does lack,
Except for covering Jeffrey's back,
And up front, if I may be so bold to say,
there's very little in the way.
Jeff doesn't flaunt it on the street,
It's a secret thing he likes to keep,
He rarely takes it off the rack,
And never wears it in the sack.
But when that full moon does glow,
Jeff really puts on quite a show,
in front of the mirror he does prance,
and does his slinky Speedo dance.
Except one night when the misses came,
and caught Jeff frolicking without shame,
she never got his wierd routine,
so now Jeff's on the singles scene.
THE END