Well, Chubbs and I played 6 games last night. We hadn't played in quite some time.
Alas, the Chubbrock was no match for me in this installment of our long and illustrious competition. We played a total of 6 games and I won 5.
If I recall (the High Life hangover is making my brain fuzzy) the last game was won by slaughter in the 4th inning.
Chubbs only win was rather quality, I must admit. I was Bo and he was Sf. Chili Davis was a one man wrecking crew.
Good times. We didn't start until about midnight (had to catch Seinfeld - opposite George episode...classic) and played until almost 4 in the morning.