Metamucil Mafia

     The other day at school, one of the other teaches comes into my room.  Including myself, there are three of us at my school that Play Gears of War on a semi regular basis.  This other teacher announces that he heard that there was going to be a Gears tournament in a nearby town Saturday and we should enter.  Why not, I thought.  The two of us and the other teacher and his brother-in-law decided we would give it a try.  We really didn't expect much but we figured we could go and have fun. 
     My buddy calls the place to enter us.  They want a team name.  First order of business is to come up with a name.  After a little brainstorming, we decide on the Metamucil Mafia.  Then I decide that if we are going to do this, we are going to look good doing it.  I decide to make shirts up.  I found a cool looking font and made transfers with the team name on front and gamertags on back.  We were styling now. 
     We show up and they are running a Guitar Hero tournament and a Madden tournament at the same time.  Pretty good turn out. There are seven teams signed up for the Gears tournament.  We are by far the oldest team there and everybody is checking us out.  A 16 or 17 year old girl with waaay too much cleavage and her friend come up and want to know what is up with our team name.  Turns out she had no idea what Metamucil was.  After explaing that once you get old, sometimes you needed a little help keeping regular she finally understood our team name.  She then asks if she can get a picture of everybody.  During warm up time, other people start taking pictures.  Most of these kids had there parents there watching and I was probably older than all of them.  Well they draw out the brackets and of course we drew the team to beat.  Just great.  Now up to this point, I think we had people snowed.  I had brought my Tritton headset and with the team shirt and our combined age of 120, I think people thought we could play.  The tournament was five round matches and the first to win three matches.  We start out and won the first round.  The other team proceeded to win the next fifteen rounds.  Yes, we got swept fifteen straight rounds.  I think the buzz died after that.  Well we decided to lick our wounds at the pizza buffet and get ready for the loser's bracket. 
     We had to waste some time so I went to watch the Madden tournament.  There was a guy playing in his early twenties.  He was playing the only guy there that was even remotely close to my age.  Now the youger guy was hooting and hollering every time he made a good play and the older guy was quietly playing not saying a word.  I decided to help him out a little.  I slipped in behind the loud mouth to jaw him up a little.  Now picture a guy about 6'5" and fake gold teeth and running his mouth.  First play a start jawing.  "I wouldn't throw the ball right here."  Of course he decides to throw it and low and behold, he throws an interception.  Now I have his buddies laughing at him.  I kept on him pretty good  but finally had to go and play our elimination round.  This time it went a little better but not much.  We could actually play with these guys.  It was pretty even but we ended up losing to them.  We decide to call it a day.  We had a blast even with all the timmies.  We have already agreed to go back.  I think the next one he runs is going to be a Halo 3 tournament.  I really suck at Halo.  This should be interesting.