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Crappy Indie Music -- The Blog!: NDEGEOCELLO: THE INTERVIEW

Only Related in the Fowl Sense

Check out the awesome new weapon in this behind the scenes look at videogame creation!

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(and as a bonus, it features an old friend of the wildfowl)

We've Been Hit!

So damn but I was enjoying laying the smackdown on the league like so many layers of tar and feathers, but then we had to go and get our egg-laying butts handed to us twice in two weeks. The early bird may get the worm, but for us, the early game has been nothing but a pain in our aerodynamic tail feathers. Thank goodness we get a break from that time slot for a while - I guess the Wildfowl don't really start getting down until after dark. This bodes ill for our playoff chances.

On the bright side, there were lots of great individual performances during these two weeks and we nearly made off with both victories. I suppose I will be a Big Bird and actually acknowledge the quality (Caw!-lity?) play of our opponents, too. Last week's game against Watch Your Balls! got of to a cracking good start as we built a 6-2 lead. But some lackadaisical play came home to roost and we squandered our chances on our way to a 6-7 defeat. We quickly regained form in the next game, scratching out a 7-3 win, but things went south quickly after that. A 3-7 defeat in the final game spelled our first defeat of the season and we dejectedly drank our way through the rest of the evening's matches.

Looking to make amends this week, we came beak-to-beak with archrivals Boccelism, 5-time champions of the league and undefeated so far this season. But there was no fear in our little avian hearts. We swooped in as proud as eagles, even as we quickly fell behind. With the score 4-6 in Game 1, Hawkeye and I were incubating 2 points with 2 more still to roll. But each of us missed, and the Fowl Ladies were unable to provide succor in the end game for another 6-7 loss. Things changed in game 3, as we tried to prove that their brand of disease holds no sway over our kind. Alas, it all came crashing down to earth in Game 3 as we came up one shot short in another 6-7 setback.

So we find ourselves at 4-2 on the season now, with only 2 matches to go, and only 1 of those in April. Look like we will have to find a way to keep our wings warm before the playoffs get going and we let our migratory instinct guide us to a title.

Wildfowl to Jump Arthur Boccerelli's Shark

Things have been a bit quiet around The Nest recently. In their infinite wisdom, the Floyd schedulers gave us a complete month off between games. Our last outing ended in the triumphant thrashing of the JTBP, 7-0, 7-4. Like a hawk circling at 200 ft., we saw their tiny rodent form on the ground below and swooped in for a quick snack before our mini-hibernation (note to self: do birds hibernate? Check Wikipedia).

With the return of warmer weather we would like to welcome back our migratory brethren who wintered in Mexico or Brazil or Del Boca Vista. I think you'll find things mostly as you left them, with the Marauding Wildfowl poised to peck the living shit out of every team in our path. Tonight's unlucky recipient is Arthur Boccerelli and the Happy Days who, at 0-3, currently sit at the bottom of the league table. It is our intention to keep them there, sitting on the egg of victory until it hatches into a chick that we will feed with our own regurgitated nourishment until it is strong enough to take its its fledgling foray into the world. That should happen around the end of April - perfect timing for the coming of the playoffs and our majestic flight to a championship. And nothing except the onset of bird flu or the opening of hunting season can stop us.

Victory #2!

Tonight we took on the Members Only jackets of Veni Vidi Bocce. They've picked up a Sweet Meat for the new season and were a finalist last season, so I don't need to tell you that they can hold their own. But we took it to them anyway, despite being short a couple of fowl.

Game 1 started off aces as we built a 6-0 lead. Newcomer Nancy was once again making her case for Rookie of the Year. Then it got dicey. They clawed back to 6-3 and were in position to get more points before an errant ball gave us the win. Hey, we're not choosy, so we'll take it. The less said about Game 2 the better, other than that Ezra needs to stop lifting weights or start playing more long games. It was an ugly 1-7 defeat. Game 3 looked like trouble, too, as Marc and Mooney came in on a new side in put us in a 1-2 hole. But Yu and I scraped a point together and then a perfectly executed "take the Pollino to the back" move by the boys gave us a 4-spot. It was academic from there as Yu played long and made a great opening shot from which the VVB boys could not recover.

A winning streak to start the season! That's more like it. The Wildfowl will be looking to peck the eyes out of JTBP next week. Beware the caw!

The "Caw" Tolls for Thee

It looks like 2009 might be the year of the Wildfoul. Yesterday, birds attempted to take down an entire jet in a blatant act of terrorism (thwarted by Sully the pilot, fortunately for all involved). While we support Marauding in most of it's forms, the kind that end with death and destruction are not cool (some light pillaging in the form of a missing piece of luggage or two would have been acceptable). And in football, the Cardinals, Eagles and Ravens are still alive for a shot at the Super Bowl. Bill Simmons mentions this tidbit in today's column:

So you have the Cardinals beating the Seahawks in Week 17, then the Falcons in Round 1, and now, potentially, the Eagles in the NFC title game. Meanwhile, if the Ravens topple the Steelers, then the Cardinals could potentially beat every other NFL team with a bird nickname during their improbable five-game winning streak to capture the Super Bowl, and if that's not enough, birds took down Thursday's U.S. Airways flight heading from New York to Charlotte ... the city that's home to the team Arizona beat five days ago in Round 2.

Eerie, no? If I were you, I'd be wagering on the Wildfoul taking the Floyd Bocce Championship now while the odds are still good.

Wyldefoulz on the prowl

With a new season upon us and several new team members taking wing (just wait - the bird metaphors have only just begun), the Marauding Wildfowl swooped in to take on the BocceGalupes on Monday night. Monday night is undergoing a transition as a lot of older teams have moved to different days or are taking a season off. But Boccelism - the defending champs, 5-time winners and long-time rivals - are still around, giving the league a necessary villain and our team a target to shoot for.

It turns out we had a connection to the Galupes which got usSo it was good to see the new folks come out firing. I don't know everyone's bird nicknames yet, but Nancy was on fire the whole game and she and Neal capture 3 points in 2 rounds, while Yu and I managed to get 4 in our only turn as we took the first game 7-0.

Game 2 saw the return of the veterans as Kaci, Hawkeye and Wild Turkey and despite some early season jitters/suckitude, we were able to make a convincing 7-2 statement. Nancy was again in mid-season form, nailing every shot. We may have stumbled onto a gold mine.

All-in-all, a great start. The main contentious issue is the team name. No one seems to love it, but no seems to despise it either. There was some discussion of dropping the "Marauding" and of how to spell the second part. The consumption of alcohol may have had something to do with the determination to change "fowl" to "foul" and to spell Wild with a "y". The "z" may have been my idea, along with the pursuit of some sort of Mountain Dew sponsorship. We don't play again for 3 weeks, so perhaps there will be some sort of finalization before that. Either way, should be a fun season.