[Burt the Butcher]

Dateline, Falcon Colorado.

In the frozen tundra that was once the peaceful Prairie of the Front Range of the Rockies, Falcon Floyds owner BurtTheButcher braved the elements to venture out to get some CheezeWiz and Triscuts for the big Sac'd Bowl game. Fighting the swirling, blinding snow blowing at 40mph+, he made it a half block before he got stuck in a 4 foot. While digging out, he slipped and cracked his noggin on the icy hard road. Witnesses (those staying warm in car while Butcher was digging out) said that as he started to come to, he was mumbling something incoherant about a Cougar being taken down by a Shark, and as the cougar was going under the ice cap, he was yelling something like ".75 points DAMMITT!!!"
"I knew right then I had to do something drastic to save that poor kitty. Thus I am announcing I will be taking over as Commish of the SAC'd league, as soon as I can dig out of this stupid drift!" said Butcher.
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