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Pause, Ponder and Pun


Athletes are a special breed. Like this guy.
I knew soccer players had leather balls but I didn't expect a demonstration!
Are you a winner?
Be a player.
The goal is to leave us your best caption.
Are you game?
We'll field all comers.
Try and kick it up a notch.
We'll score the winner Saturday.

Comments

Anonymous said…
Mmmmmm Aaaaaa Zzzzzz Dddddd Aaaaaa

Mazda dance.

Ah we can dance if we want to, we can leave those cars behind
Cause your cars don't dance and if they don't dance
Well they're are no cars of mine!
Anonymous said…
David Beckham has nothing on me. Well, maybe Posh!
Nooter said…
big gay al and his self-wedgification were always a hit with the crowd
Donnie said…
I'm a spectator this week. Should be fun. If I don't have something come to me instantly, there's no hope...
renalfailure said…
That is NOT how we greet the Queen, Richard.
TheWordWire said…
"Hey, I got your World Cup right here."
Anonymous said…
Lady Gaga,...
Sans makeup.
David said…
I think the expression on his face tells the whole story of this event.
Skye said…
I'm with Quirky on the dance part, only I think he's doing the "pee-pee" dance not Mazda dance...lol.

So saying, my caption is "Just a few more minutes and you can let fly!"

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