The Fat Fellas got off to a predictably slow start, with only four players in uniform at the
tip-off. Sheppard was a known absentee as he was somewhere at an observatory gazing into the
stars. It must also be noted that Sandra was not at the game either. Maybe something is going on
between those two. Rumors also abound about the future of Sheppard. Spies say that he was seen
talking to the management from another organisation. This is yet to be confirmed. Watton was
stranded only a few streets away with his car not going anywhere. When it was explained to him
that the car works better when the engine is turned on he quickly made his was to the stadium
and suited up on the sideline.

Makali's navy boasted an impressive lineup of 4-foot garden gnomes, and had the Fat Fella
spectators salivating from the very beginning. Stewart was noted to be drooling over an
especially tempting specimen ("Man-Tits" as he was dubbed), but Calvert did a great job
restraining her on the sidelines. Leather was the restraint of choice. 'Man-Tits' was definately
in need of a "bro". Leong is said to be working on one to help Delides hide his man-tits.

Suprisingly, the Fat Fellas held an early lead with only four players. This from the team which
makes a habit of bringing up the rear for a living. The Fat Fellas quickly fell behind once they
got their full squad of 'players', though they did stay with the Navy and held a slender lead at
the half (Slender - a word not often used with the Fat Fellas in mind). Woolfrey was a Cato in
defence, swatting plenty of Navy ball. The other Navy players got a bit jealous as they had
become quite close after years at sea together. Delides began to penetrate (towards the basket
that is Eamer) and scored numerous lays.

O'Connell looked like he meant business. He seemed to be inspired by missing a layup from 1 inch
out. He ripped down some huge boards and was getting involved in the offence, nailing some sweet
jumpers and putting in some tough, in-close baskets. This complimented the athleticness of
Watton who also pulled in many rebounds by tapping the ball Rodman-style to himself. With
Woolfrey's blue collar work, they provided a well balanced front line.

The backcourt was also getting involved. They had no trouble getting past a slow Makali's Navy
defence which provided a much faster game than the Fat Fellas have been playing of late.
Spagnolo showed that he was always a threat from range and nailed some triples. Delides also
chimed in with a triple of his own which complimented his tough drives. He netted 24 points
which came at a very efficient rate.

Makali's Navy were frustrated by the height, age, weight, althleticism, better body odour
(except Delides...) and endurance advantage the Fat Fellas had over them and took to taking
dives in hoping from some sympathy from the refs. Many oscar winning performances were made on
dives, accompanied with impressive orgasmic sound effects. Rumour has it that the massive welt
on Woolfrey's arm wasn't from the game though...(another "Man-Tits" victim possibly...?)

In the end, the Fat Fellas held out for a close, but easy victory. This leaves them as one of
only two undefeated teams this season.

GAME NOTES

Comment from ex-point guard Leong: "You guys stink!"...future cancer-candidate Delides struggled
to find his car on the way home...Spagnolo established a new career worst shot in the warmups
with an effort that barely grazed the side of the backboard when shooting from just behind the
foul line...Watton reportedly couldn't move a finger after the game...Watton cries a lot...The
Fat Fellas wish head scorekeeper nominee Mr O'Connell a speedy recovery from what ails
him...Woolfrey shot worse than a Hollywood bad guy.