Lose Yourself

Energy is felt once the cards are dealt
With the impact of roundhouse kicks from black belts
that attack, the mic-fones like cyclones or typhoon
I represent from midnight to high noon...

Who was rocking the new I-Pod this past weekend, staring intently into the gray skies, not hearing the cheers and taunts of a raucous crowd, amping himself up for a pressure-filled game/match/battle?

1. Terrell Owens going out on a broken foot in the Super Bowl
2. A steely Patrick Roy before Game 7 of the Stanley Cup Finals
3. Stef and the rest of the Ampipe High Bulldogs getting pumped to play those freakin bastards from Walnut Heights
4. B-Rabbit, Future, and Cheddar Bob chillin backstage before the big showdown with Papa Doc and the Leaders of the Free World
5. Spotwood before the finals of the glorified BBQ backgammon final

If you answered #5, you, sir, are correct! Spotty went all 8 Mile on us and repped the IPod for a couple hours while pyching himself up for the always intense 26th Blowfish Backgammon Final. He took it even a step further, when he played the Final with the IPod blasting, along the way slurping down Fat Tires like the shit was lemondae on a hot day. Must've worked, because homeboy won his first title, dispatching the kid 2-1 along the way with some fancy roles and elusive play.

Former Slushy Gutter winner Juck also repped, along with former two-time Slushy Gutter winner T-Dub, E-Train and fam, and a host of others.

[528 UPDATE: The weekend also brought ample opportunity to add to the Slushy Gutter Summer, including a visit from the in-laws in from Top Billings. After the visit, including the aforementioned Rox game, a mountain respite, and a nice Italian dinner, the total rested at a smoooooooooooth 181 heading down the June stretch.]