Okay, sure. No one can deny that Mark the Pres and The Blur street-walked away with the Bastard's Cup—they won. But (but!), does that make them the best team? No, just the winning team. And if there's anyone who would admit there's more to a subbuteo team than winning, first and foremost (get it?) would be Mark the Pres—whom I believe even created a cup in celebration of this fact. Yes, the President's Cup is a controversial subject around the ol' club house—but its winner at the 4th Tourney is not to be disputed.
After the drawing, "The Miami Streetwalkers" were certainly the presumptive winners of both cups. But after the tournament, they'd only garnered a single one (that is, the bedazzled cup filled with licorice.) In his victory-soaked revelry (or maybe just his sweat-begrimed exhaustion), Mark the Pres, in a rare display of benevolence, decreed that the winner of the President’s Cup was "The Crew"—the embattled partnership of E and young Calvin Plank, Esq. And I believe if one were to access the official tournament score sheet from the Club archives, one would see clearly written (in the authoritative hand of Dutch, the Club Manager) that very same result. Although their winsome ways produced no wins, the endearing pair—with their precocious play and indefatigable esprit de corps—embodied the true meaning of “team,” and they deservedly earned not only the President’s cup, but a place in our hearts.
“Ascend” where you will, but Club rules disallow any “double-fisting” of cups.
--T-Dexxx
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