2.26.2008

In Memory of: My Game

The sun rose on Sunday, February 24, 2008 and when it set, My Game was gone. It passed at 6:45 PM in the hands of a lovely young lady who had it wrapped around her pinky finger. The assailant, though sweet and innocent by appearance, proved to be a little too smooth for My Game. The final blow came as she allowed me to win a game of pool thus stroking my ego and placing me exactly where she wanted me. As I boasted loudly about my prowess with a cue, she slyly nodded knowing that she had delivered the head shot and the game was all but over.

My Game had seen its climax during the joy-filled days of my youth when it was known to pull random chicks out of cars, off bus stops, and even from church pews. In 1988, it moved to Atlanta where it met and fell in love with the love of its life, thick brown-skinned sisters. Their union brought into this world many wonderful night, weekend and sick day rendezvous’, which I will always cherish. My Game had long been suffering from delusions of grandeur since my failed marriage of seven years; thinking that it could just jump back in to the life once I became a single man. Only one day before its passing, My Game was at an Old School Saturday party attempting to convince ladies to overlook my faults. Bystanders would have never been the wiser that its best days were behind it.

This year marks the 20th anniversary of the birth of My Game, but despite that youthful age this past Monday was its great getting up morning.

Monday morning, I was quoted as saying, “We all know that we are going to leave this earth one day and this was the time that for the Lord to say, “Well done!”

We’ll be pouring out liquor this Friday night.

15 comments:

Butta said...

Oh my damn, homie. Just let me know where to send flowers.

MsMarvalus said...

I'm saying...at least you know it's gone and ain't trying to hold on to some empty shell of it...

I'm with Butta...I'll chip in on the flowers...

Nobelle said...

20th anniversary?! Damn, you're old.

(...I'm kidding! Please don't hurt me.)

dejanae said...

lol@nobelle
My Game had seen its climax during the joy-filled days of my youth when it was known to pull random chicks out of cars, off bus stops, and even from church pews.

and alas
its gone

*insert moment of silence here*

Gemini Girl aka GG said...

wow..That's your game..by saying your "game is gone"...All the ladies will be saying..."awww you are soooo innocent"...Thats your GAME!!! u.r.funnnneeeeee.

Torrance Stephens bka All-Mi-T said...

aint that the truth. well said

Eb the Celeb said...

I agree with GG... but you made it sound so good Krush! Kudos for graduating to the undercover pimp...LOL!

SimplyComplex said...

:-) Awww

If it makes you feel better, mine dies at every heartbreak. But it always makes a return eventually. And it's always a little different, and better everytime

Skoolboi Krush said...

Butta - In lieu of flowers, please donate to your local drinking hole.

MsMarvalus - I fought it for years but I can't deny it anymore. See above for flower instructions.

Nobelle - You are on a roll lately! LOL...

Dejanae - In the words of Slim Charles, "He was the man in his day!"

GG - I don't know what you are talking about. Can't a brother just confess his shortcomings?

All-Mi-T - Please don't tell me that you have lost your game too.

Eb - Coming from someone who knows pimpin', I take that as a compliment.

Simplycomplex - How many heartbreaks are we talking about?

MsPuddin said...

a toast, to your game! ;p

The True Urban Queen said...

LOL. Your game is sympathy. When men gonna learn that don't work either. Eb is right, undercover pimp.
What they say don't hate the playa hate the game? Play on play on.

Opinionated Diva said...

LOL...I can just hear Big Pun & Joe singing to you...but um...I'm not buying it!

I think this whole post is just another one of your power moves in the game.

PRO said...

Is that Lil' Flip I hear playing in the background? *Queue Pac Man instrumental* Game over...

Refuse to "pour out" a lil for you homey, inflation got my drank prices all jacked up!

Vivrant Thang said...

Good post although apparently it's been met with a lot of skepticism. LOL! I have no game and too old to find some so I'll just take it at "face" value.

And I'll pony up on the Goose fund.

Note to self: I need to learn to shoot pool. It's a good skill to have for many reason.

Mr.Slish said...

Your game is not gone bruh...You just can't play the way you used to. So you find a new position to play and roll with that...If you can't dunk any more just become a 3point shooter.

Don't let these sistas fool ya they luv a nucca with some game...lol