Red Rubber Showdown vs. Portagrill Mark 2 vs. Team Sports Glory Team: 8-6-4

The arrival was on target.  Portagrill mark 2 has arrived, in all its multipieced glory, to replace that great propane meat-tube scalder in the sky, Portagrill.  The construction and related merriment was exeptionally well executed.  The menards lady clearly had recommended a Portagrill to be reckoned with.  A portagrill without propane.  A Portagrill of suck.  Portagrill Mark 2 was clearly an imposter infiltrating infidel which sought to undermine our unity from the meaty core.  Yet memory served that Portagrill may be redeeemed by the corner of 38th and Chicago via Cup Foods or its mighty Super American Brethren.  

Super America brought the grill in a bag to the game this time in under 10 minutes.  With it, the ability to burn sausages and make grilling interweave with playing and/or fielding.  Lo, the cheddarwurst did know what it was to be roasted in the depths of the Sloar that day, I can tell you.

Spontaneous match light charcoals aside, portagrill 2 really sucked for what we wanted.  Where is portagrill mark 1?  Help me Obi Wan Kenobi, you’re my only hope!