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Wednesday, July 20, 2011
I have a dream that one day this team will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "Everything is better in the Candy Van." I have a dream that one day on the fields of Gillis, the players of Candy Van and the former players of Candy Van will be able to sit down together and mock all other teams for not being as awesome as us. I have a dream that one day even the state of Texas, a state sweltering with the heat of drunkenness, sweltering with the heat of the debilitating hangover that follows that drunkenness, will be transformed into an oasis of creepiness and damn good kickball. I have a dream that my little Candy Van teammates will one day play in a league where they will not be judged by the color of their shirt but by how well they play even when intoxicated. I have a dream today! I have a dream that one day, on the Walk of Shame sideline, with its cocky players, with its captain having his lips dripping with the words of "dominance" and "we don't lose to teams captained by girls" -- one day right there on that sideline little Candy Van boys and Candy Van girls will be able to point and laugh at little Walk of Shame boys and Walk of Shame girls as we show them what pain and suffering feels like. I have a dream today! I have a dream that one day every game shall be exalted, and every base and base path shall be made clear, the kicks we make will go far, and the runs will be piled on; "and the glory of the Candy Van shall be revealed and all the league shall see it together." This is our hope, and this is the faith that I go back to Gillis Park with.