Team Ramrod

Gentlemen,

It has been one hell of a ride. As your reigning UPG Champion, I have just a couple of thoughts that I would like to share that may be helpful to each of you moving forward:

Brotherhood. That’s the difference – I know you guys were wondering. That’s what made Team Ramrod different from all of the other teams out there this year. We trusted each other; we had each other’s backs. Just like Dawson and Downey, our team stood on a wall and said nothing’s going to hurt you tonight, not on my watch.

Brotherhood was in the locker room when the guys would hold a prayer before doing battle each game. It was on the field when each man was his brother’s keeper. It was in that Nevada desert outside of Reno during the bye week when the team buried Tom Brady’s dead hooker. Brotherhood.

Second, I would like to congratulate everyone that was willing to throw their hat in the ring this year. I know you all gave the very best you had. I know that none of you could have possibly done any better than you did this year and I will expect more of the same next year.

None of you should feel bad that a rookie came into your league and owned it from the get-go. Especially those of you who really haven’t made any waves in the previous four years. That is not a reason for you to kill yourselves, it really isn’t. Does it make you less of a man? That isn’t for me to say. Does it mean that you should hire someone else to come in and satisfy your wives/girlfriends because you obviously aren’t up to the task? Again, those are your own demons that you will have to deal with.

My squad eagerly awaits the 2012 season and more of your best efforts. Captain Winston Montana, I hope my UPG performance warrants my inclusion on the Mount Rushmore of Murray. Certainly not ahead of Bill, but definitely ahead of those other three turds.

Thank you all and Tebow Bless.