This season has been a massive failure for the Otters. With 2 consecutive losses, the team might as well forfeit and fold the franchise out of pure humiliation. Molarpistols has seemingly lost all control of the locker room and one of the players, Marc Spector, built a statue named Jobu and offers sacrifices to it in hopes it helps his game. Mike Boss has torn off his sleeves and can't throw the ball straight. Co-GM Westfield thinks he might need glasses. In order to brighten up spirits, the coach has brought out a cardboard cut out of a sexy bikini model wearing a bunch of clothes, and every time the team scored a TD, they remove a section of the clothing. It's an effort to get them fired up. Every time Angus Wichester records a sack, he nails a glove to the wall. The color commentator for the team, Harry Doyle, has begun talking about tanking and the team owner selling the franchise to an entrepreneur out of Miami. But there's still a lot of season left. Maybe old man Phelps can still get some magic out of those old bones of his and stave off retirement for another season. With a little luck, and loyalty from their fans, they can right this ship and make this lackluster and decrepit franchise into a winning one. Maybe even get to the World Series.... er... Ultimus Cup.
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