No, there aren’t literally 2006 photos here. I don’t have time to take that many. However, there was enough time to take and/or photoshop a few so here you go! (The above joke will never, ever get old).

This week, we were more than fired up. We were beyond the melting point of diamonds. Operation Melting Points and Pints was a success, beginning with a 7pm pregame that (deceased garage doors excluded) went off splendidly. From 10″ Polish sausages to Bacon-Cheddarwursts, Team Sports Glory Team was in The House, and then Burned Down the House.

We carried our sports mojo forth in a crusade to the field, some of us arriving via golden Audi Chariots, while others came down to the field with jetpacks and helicopters. And who could forget the amazing zipline that El Flaco used to cannonball himself into the chest of their pitcher?

Best of all was the giant inflatable Lagerquist that gave us all rides around the field, towed by pigeons.

Oh, and we won. Somehow we just kept the runs a runnin’! Operation Don’t Listen To Charles was a success, as was Operation Operation.