Da Boss is Back ...
Godfather Pack holds court with Winton
Lemoine and Alan Arvold. His Monday heat drove attendance for
the event to a new record.
Jason Wagner, Mike Stanley, and Ernie
Chambers plot moves as the clock ticks under the ever present
threat of squirtgun violence.
They came, they saw, they squirted, ... and they got wet and
had the time of their lives as the Gangsters faithful
flocked to the banner of returning GM John Pack who missed WBC
for the first time in 14 years in 2009. The streets of Chicago
ran clear with water this year. Was it because the Gangsters
were kinder or gentler or because the Commish ordered a flushing
of the water mains? Not at all - but rather because we used our
arsenals to full potential. Packing heat? No - packing wet!
It started off with each participant receiving an unlimited,
no-expiration-date "License to Squirt" and a loaded
squirt gun as they arrived in the windy city. Then came target
practice and a refresher course in the hit man's code. It didn't
take long before squirt gun fire echoed between gin joints and
through the halls of the Host. As gangs put hits on each other
and the cops joined in the fray, the water dripped from the opposition
like blood on St. Valentine's Day. The Lancaster Online reported,
"A group playing 1920s gangsters stalked the hallways with
water-pistols to soak unsuspecting competitors."
Mobsters were informed by fedora-wearing officials that they
had the opportunity to become bouncers, thugs, muscle, hit men,
or hit men assassins if they took their newly won licenses and
weaponry into other events and found creative ways to apply them
there. For each such event, a Tommy Gun sticker would adorn their
badge, license, or fedora like an Iron Cross on a P-51 Mustang.
For those who reached the Hit Man level (7-9 events), the Silver
Tommy Gun award was their prize - an emblem that would strike
fear into opponents everywhere (or at least cause them to reach
for a towel).
Who are these Hit Men? Their names echo on the pages of history
like the Chicago typewriters they wield: Godfather Bugs, Scarface,
Buttercup, Da Kid, Tasslehoff, Da Djinn, and Jezebel. Two went
further and qualified for recognition as a Hit Man Assassin:
Strings and The Viper.
Where was carnage reported? All over the Caribbean Sea (Pirate's
Cove), in the hallways of the Kremlin, at castle exhibits
(Adel Verpflichtet), in drive-by shootings (Formula
Motor Racing), on the Lexington Green (1776 and We
the People), during a refreshing pause on the slopes of Mt.
Doom (War of the Ring), on sinking aircraft carriers (Victory
in the Pacific), at the registration desk, in the Ardennes
forest (Tigers in the Mist), during analysis paralysis
(Medici), in B-Movies (Monsters Ravage America),
during Assyria's golden age (History of the World), while
singing "She'll be comin' round the mountain" (Empire
Builder), in the reactor core (Star Wars: Queen's Gambit),
on the slave plantations (Puerto Rico), and many more.
The hit men will be back this year and gunning for more. Innocent
Bystanders (if there is such a thing) beware!
For more details about what transpired this summer check out
John's annual report at http://www.gameaholics.com/gsr_wbc/gsr_10_yearbook.htm
Corrado, Greenwood and Bolduc check
out the laughs in Stitches nightclub before making another gin
Katie Elliott and "Ma" Collinson
represent da dames at Table 2 which reportedly vamped the entire
A blowup of the board is just one
of many extras provided by GM Pack.
The finalists meet in da garage to
hash out who will be the last man standing.