2012: The Year of the Gorilla? -or- Probably Not

Here we are again friends - on the cusp of another Gashaus Gorilla season.  One that promises to be the most challenging year of our illustrious existence.  Family duties coupled with crippling laziness will keep many of you from even playing.  The bases have been moved further away, ensuring that there will not be a single triple recorded for the Gorillas this year.  The desire to keep your job and/or wife will discourage some of you from getting to the field 4 hours before games to start drinking.  The heart and desire that has defined the Gashaus Gorillas for the last 18 years is in question.

Some may say that the Gorillas are in the twilight of our existence.  Some may say the sun set long ago.  I say the time has come to take a long look in the mirror.  Ask yourself, "am I still a Gashaus Gorilla?"  Because being a Gorilla is not your right, it's your duty.

2012 may indeed be our worst year yet.  Or maybe, just maybe, there are some men who call themselves Gashaus Gorillas that, by virtue of heart and desire, will make it our best.



Also, here's the spring schedule. Bring bier.