I like to think of myself as being the Larry David of all RR Dynasty leagues; and in doing so, I’ll openly admit to you all, that I at this very moment, hereby announced my nomination followed by my firm acceptance, upon proclaiming this present declaration as decreed by me, to be and be as being given by you to me, the acting rights of cohort rulership authority, the undeniable confirmation and the forthright acknowledgement indisputably beknowngst to each of you all, the royal Dynasty magistrate appointment of Lord Grand Commodore - with charge and power to disturb the command of all you managerial ferrying vessels that sail the great spirited seas of every Dynasty season; half will always reaching the bay of the playoffs; and only one will conquer all be celebrated by all for only two will succeed in reaching the final port and just one will end their journey by docking their vessel on the champions shore. All others remain adrift while others plot new courses for shore; some always lose their compass and quickly become lost in open seas and deep in the darkness; they remain hopeful they’ll be saved by a rare mighty engine of a tug by resting their fortune on having their feather drawn from the shoreline summer lottery, and with the luck of a good tug and sound navigation they’re make their way and reach playoff bay; while others always seem to suffer by failing to find luck by spotting a tug, or being a such distance needing time for the accumulation of maritime sailing experience; still some become caught in the swells of storms as they sail into the abyss they float as ghosts when captains have chosen all is lost forever by abandoning the ships.
Except from the tale ‘Realizar: The Commodore of choice chosen by his fellow crew’
Except from the tale ‘Realizar: The Commodore of choice chosen by his fellow crew’
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