You know, I was having so much fun Saturday night, I didn’t get a chance to really take any pictures.  That’s a good thing, because I promptly stuffed my face full of sausage and pulled pork.  Sure, there was some bread and other side dishes involved, but it was mostly meat.  You don’t want to see the carnage laid down.  But I do have a chance to talk about the carnage, or lack thereof, I saw on the field.  Who knows, I may talk about the world’s worst carnal secret as well.  It depends on how much I feel like regurgitating.  Bring a bib.

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