From Howard:
"I know that there will be rumors and exaggerations, so I want you to read it here first. Yes, I sorta was defeated by Milissa, and her airplane did somehow cause the string on my streamer to fray really badly about 4 inches behind my stab such that the string, well, broke. Let's just put this behind us and move to other topics now."
You talk about creative wording, an attempt to avoid the certainty of having been beaten by a chick...
Most of you do not know this, but at last year's Bladder Grabber Howard entertained all of us tremendously by placing cell-phone calls to the wives of those defeated by Milissa. These "private" calls were slightly amplified via the semi-trick PA system assembled (evidently) from stuff laying on the floor of Carver Corporation. I assume such use of modern telephonics was not required this year, as Marilou was there and so witness to the tragic event.
I was not there, up in B.C. at a *terrific* Stunt contest instead. However, during the Saturday evening barbecue, my supposed friends in the Chris Cox family set upon innocent po' ol' me a brassy and outgoing chick, so once again Howard and I have something in common. Even if a well-spoken and brash comment or two are nothing compared being killed in a match at the Grabber.
Steve