Pranking the newest members of your team is probably one of the oldest traditions in sports. This is equally so for fresh fishe on the Sailfish. During preseason workouts, all the rookies have their own separate mini-camp to get them acclimated to the big leagues, show them around the Fish Bowl, meet the current players, and then of course practice some of their positional skills before sending them down to the DSFL. We call it Fishe School. Abh and Fronk usually frown upon menacing the kids when they're still trying to get acclimated. But I've got my own agenda. This year I plan on hanging back in the locker room until everyone leaves for the evening (it's not uncommon to have other things to do around the facility after practice). I will covertly place deli chicken in all of the rookies' sneakers for them to find in the morning. It'll make all of them smell like day old chicken all day! It'll be hilarious. Also I'll probably eat all the chicken they throw out.
Raphael’s favorite prank to play on the rookies is an old classic. Invite them out to a very nice, fancy dinner with the whole team. It’s a great way to get to know the team and bond, and the restraint is high end. We’re talking $100 + per plate, and $4000 bottles of wine fancy!
It’s a great bonding moment and a perfect welcome to the show situation where the team really bonds. The rookies feel like their years of hard work and effort have paid off finally, and the veterans have a welcome back to the team, offseason is over moment. Of course at the end of the meal with the bill being rung up as high as they can reasonably make it, the team then chooses that as the correct time to inform the rookies that they are on the hook for the bill. A perfect ending to a perfect evening, as the rookies get to feel like they have made it, but at the same time also learn that there is still so much farther to go.
Well me being a rookie, I was the one who got pranked. It all started on my first day in Berlin. Someone (Probably Dewalt) Stole my clothes and left me with jorts and a shirt that said something in German and I was walking looking like John Cena. Well, I guess the words on the shirt apparently said "I want tap water" which is apparently weird. It only got worse as I called the team as I needed a rental car just to get by until I get everything sorted. Well, apparently Bageshwari Singh thought it would be hilarious to go get me a Volkswagen Golf that's a manual. I don't know how to drive a stick but once I got actually decent at it all of a sudden the prank failed and I was cruising around town with the both of us lost. It was a good team bonding moment.
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As I entered the Butchers' locker room I had my guard up. I knew that I would b the target of many pranks as a rookie, but I would be ready for them. The first day passed without incident however, every player being kind even. It was not until that night that I got my first taste of hazing.
I still do not know how they got my address, but at 1:34 a.m. they sent a single player. I was awoken by pots and pans banging together and as I jolted from my bed, a bucket of water was thrown on me. "HEY XAVE, IT'S MONDAY! YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS!" I did not. Next days, same occurrence but now it was Tuesday. This parade of ruse awakenings continued for a full week, even when I locked all doors and windows. Bastrads had somehow cloned my key. I could only endure for the week before it finally stopped. Though I do look forward to next season... Maybe I will take the first Wednesday...
I’m a happy new member of the Colorado Yeti, and I thought everything was gonna be great, they clearly really liked me, and all the other rookies, but little did I know that just before my ISFL debut things would get a little bit hectic. It started out when I couldn’t find my helmet. I could have sworn I left it down on a bench, but when I turned back around after heading to my locker for something I couldn’t find it. I began to panic, rushing around to find it, I was running all through the facility looking to find it, but only when I finally came back to my locker was I able to find it again. It was there, on that bench I thought I left it on but didn’t see it before. I had assumed I must have missed it, and ran out to play my first game, when I finally put it on though, my face got covered in flour. In that moment I realized I had been got and couldn’t help but laugh at how stressed I was just moments ago.
Twas a cold and dusky morning on June 23rd, it twas indeed. Jason had just been drafted to the Bondi Beach Buccaneers, or as he likes to call them, bonding beach <3. Ofcourse, straight away Jason was thinking of ways to improve morale.
‘What's the best way I can light a fire in the hearts of these players and bring life to this seemingly ded locker room?’ He thought Then it came to him….PRANK THE JANITOR The Bondi Beach Janitor of course. So Jason Oexius headed down the Bondi Beach Buccaneers Bed and Breakfast, or the BBB B&B for short, where The Janitor happens to live and pursue his hobby of running a successful B&B. He had the perfect prank in mind (which I can not disclose because it is not technically legal) and he had gathered all his fellow rookies to help perform the deed. Once he and the rookies reached the BBB B&B, however, something seemed off. They eerily moved towards the front door and once they had opened it a big burst of confetti was shot out in their direction. “Surprise!” shouted the GMs, Vets, and the janitor himself. After quickly analyzing the scene Jason realized that him and the rookies had instead been pranked. How you might ask? The others set up a Soccer game and forced the rookies to participate! Once it had ended, Jason turned to The Janitor and said “You've made an enemy this day, sir.” and turned and walked away. 242 words
I would hilariously prank my new teammates with an old classic. I’d fill all their cars with popcorn. That’s just a little bit boring for me though, so I’d have to give it a Pilot RedSun twist. The special twist would be that it would be caramel popcorn. Of course, this is a ticking time bomb in the hot sun, so I would hide the cars in various places around Norfolk, and I would provide the rookies with clues immediately after filling the cars. This would then turn this prank into a race against time and a high intensity search for their car before their upholstery is covered in caramel. I imagine that this would do little to make the new players my friends, so I would have to find a way to make up for the torture I put them through. I believe if I took them all out for a movie it might help our rapport, but of course I’d surprise them by paying for the popcorn.
The prank the Secondline defensive players pulled on the rookies was empty. What we did was put nair in all the ookies’ shampoo bottles and we put icy hot in all of their jocks. So the first practice after the prank was insane. The rookies were scratching away at their nether regions for the first 30 minutes. After that one by one they all ran off the field for the locker room screaming in pain and grabbing their crotches. The second prank of nair in the shampoo took about a week to kick in. The rookies slowly started noticing their hair falling out but didn’t anything the first couple days. About a week later and the hair was falling out in huge clumps and all the rookies were freaking out. A couple of the guys got so worried they went to the trainers asking for help. The trainers were in on the prank and told the rookies everything was ok. By the second week all the rookies were completely bald. They all figured out the prank and everyone had a blast laughing about it.
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