By Jay Unver
Zane Hodge, dressed in his best blue suit, arrived with his
wife, Penny, and immediately looked around and asked bystanders, “Anyone seen
that tall guy?” an obvious reference to his rival, Randy Beets, who had not yet
arrived. After posing for photos and signing a few autographs, Hodge and wife
went inside and were seated.
Boy Scout Troop 200’s recent crop of Eagles Scouts served as
ushers, servers, and drummer for the long anticipated event. Their artwork,
child-like water color paintings of swimmers swimming also adorned the top of
the plywood sheets which, along with the plastic flowers, created a setting
words could never capture.
Once inside, Hodge and wife took their seats at their
designated table which was marked, as were all the tables, by 3 X 5 index cards
folded in half and names decoratively inscribed by one of the boy scouts with a
quality number 2 pencil. Staige Roberts, one of the new Eagle Scouts, served
the attendees hors d’oeuvres of mayonnaise and crackers from a decorative
plastic serving tray. The organization had spared no expense.
Randy Beets arrived with his mother, Betty Ryan Beets, and
father, Ray Beets. They were seated on the opposite side of the festive hall
with a whole table of security officers seated in between them and Hodge’s
table. Justin Nunnery and wife, Angelique, arrived and were also seated far
away from Hodge. Hodge and Beets have come to fisticuffs on more than one
occasion, and Hodge and Nunnery fought at the Heart O’ Dixie Triathlon after
Nunnery narrowly defeated a disgusted Hodge for the Big ASS World Triathlon
Championship.
The Reverend Jim Bob Duggan was called to the podium for the
invocation and then Dr. Nomann took the microphone while the boy scouts served
the congregants a delicious meal of potted meat stew, poke salad, and corn
bread.
“I have a couple of important announcements to make one of
which I will save for later,” Nomann said to the eager crowd. “Big ASS
Endurance is pleased to proclaim it has taken the Fasttrack Fatties Athletic
Club into the fold. The Fatties are now a subsidiary of Big ASS.” The room erupted
in applause and Zane Hodge, the founder of Fasttack Fatties, was seen to wipe a
tear from his proud eyes.
In case you don’t remember, Big ASS Endurance was formed four
years ago when Dr. Nomann negotiated the merger of the Association of Sports
Syclists, the Association of Sports Shufflers, and the Association of Sports
Swimmers into one large sports group in a maneuver that ESPN called, “The
biggest move in sports since Roberto Duran got the runs in New Orleans.”
And for the athletes impacted by the merger, life has been immeasurably
better. Big ASS immediately began signing the best athletes in their respective
sports to contracts that, while admittedly far from lucrative, have had a
positive impact on the lives and the men and women who hitherto had competed
solely for the love of sport.
Hodge, for instance, is reported to make a base salary of
$35 and three cans of potted meat per year. While that is far from a living wage,
the real financial benefits to the athletes come in the way of tax benefits. By
having the legal status of professional athletes, many of their training and
travel expenses are tax deductible.
Not everyone, however, agrees that Dr. Nomann’s merger has
been a good thing. Mike Nerdo, former president of the Association of Sports
Syclists says nothing has been the same since the merger. “I lost my job and
Zane Hodge, who was the best ASS syclist in the world for three straight years
and the face of our organization, now won’t even return my phone calls,” he
said bitterly in a recent interview.
When asked about the rift between him and Nerdo, Hodge
admitted to giving his former boss the stiff arm. “True, I don’t take his calls
anymore. But that’s because every time he rings me up, he wants to borrow
money.”
Be that as it may, the merger happened about the time Hodge
was transitioning from syclists to open water swimmer, and while he may have
been the face of the old Association of Sports Syclists, he has since become
the face of Big ASS Endurance with numerous world championships in victory after
victory over the tall but determined Randy Beets.
The crowd enjoyably ate their meals and then Nomann took the
microphone for his second announcement. “For the past four years, Swim the Suck
Ten Miler in Chattanooga, Tennessee has been our world championship race for
swimmers who are members of the organization,” Nomann reviewed. “In years past,
that has turned out to be a two way race between Hodge and Beets, as you all
undoubtable know. This year, however, a third Big ASS athlete is officially
registered for the Suck. The 2015 world championship will be a swim off between
Hodge, Beets, and Justin Nunnery.”
The crowd erupted in applause. Nunnery smiled big and waved
to the room. Even Beets seemed happy. Hodge, on the other hand, didn’t clap and
looked stunned almost beyond belief. Seeing that, I got up from the press table
and eased over to Hodge’s table and asked, “Your response?”
“Now I know why he volunteered to pilot me at the last Suck.
He was studying me and the course. Now he is coming to take me on. I feel
played, hustled. That’s OK. Just another tall guy whose butt I’ll beat,” an
obviously agitated Hodge quipped.
Then it was time for the awards. Triathlete World Champion and
Triathlete of the Year was Justin Nunnery for his narrow thin victory ove3r
Hodge at the Heart O’ Dixie. Rookie Swimmer of the Year was Big ASS newbie
Anabel Lavers of London, England, who thanked the organization through Skype.
Marathoner of the Year was Hodge for his numerous Buddy Bones victories. And
Open Water World Champion and Swimmer of the Year for the fourth straight year was
Hodge who defeated Beets in abstentia at the 2014 Suck. Hodge also won Catfish
Pond Swimming Champion and Sportsman of the Year. There was a smattering of
boos at Hodge being named Sportsman of the Year probably on account of his
penchant for fist fighting his chief rivals.
Then Nomann announced the very last award of the night. Ethan
Oltrami, recent Eagle Scout, did the drum roll while Nomann proclaimed: “The
2014 Biggest Loser of the Year award goes to [long pause here and really good
drum roll] Randy Beets!”
A smattering of applause barely covered Hodge’s snickering,
but nothing could cover his smile. “I love theses banquets,” Hodge said and he
and his wife left the opera house with armloads of trophies. “Already I looking
forward to the next one.”
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