A Story about Gravy

A couple of years ago, we had a young player on our team we affectionately named Gravy (how he got that name, is another story). Young Gravy was out on tour with us in Missoula, living up the good times and making a drunk’n fool of himself. Well it seems that Gravy wasn’t ready to go to sleep at 3AM like the rest of us, so he went upstairs to visit the Canucks staying in the room above us.

The Cancuks took kindly to our young “ambassador” and decided to honor him with their national symbol. Tired of Gravy’s mouth and shenanigans, the Canadians finally pinned Gravy down and shaved a big Canadian Maple Leaf in the middle of his big afro. You could imagine the ruckus Gravy was causing when he came back to our hotel room, showing off his new haircut. Mongo, irritated by Gravy waking us all back up at 4AM, shouted to Gravy, “You either go to sleep or I will put you to sleep”. Gravy apparently didn’t take Mongo seriously.

The next thing I know, Mongo jumps out of his bed in his Speedos, puts Gravy in a headlock and lifts him a foot off the ground. Gravy hung there, kicking and struggling for a good minute before going limp. Mongo then drops Gravy on the ground like a sack of potatoes and jumps back into his bed to go to sleep. Seth and I look at each other in disbelief. Seth runs over to check on Gravy, announces that Gravy is still breathing, then we all went back to sleep with a couple of hours to sober up before our game at 9AM.

My favorite wrinkle to that story is that Gravy had brought his older brother along. Now keep in mind, Gravy was 19 at the time, but weighed about 215 pounds. His brother was in his 20s and probably weighed about 160. The brother already looked a little out of his element when we were partying; he couldn't quite fall in line with all these raucous rascals. When I put his brother out, however, he wasn't just a little out of his element. He sat on the bed watching the whole thing, and didn't make a peep. He must of wondered what was coming next.

As honest as any highwayman is capaple of being, thats pretty much how it went down.

well as funny as all that was at least none of you had to wake up soaked from gravy pissing the bed and i know he did