So you say you're not good enough, I believe that...lol You said it. No, I have no memory of you what so ever, and while I was there, I damn sure don't remember you. You must not have been that important...don't worry, it happens. And as fares beating me, so, what's your point? I've beat you, you beat me...that's the nature of the game. On any given day, any team can win. Skill matters, but luck plays a big part sometimes. Who gets the opportunistic TO, who gets the ball last, it's all good man. And you can call it what you like, y'all left to train. You see, the Pimps don't seem to mind playing guilds with lower level teams they know they can beat, but it sounds like you're saying that when a guild comes around that y'all don't know you can beat, you guys would rather run away and train. Try drinking milk, buddy, it might help. I always thought the Pimps were an honorable guild, always ready for any challenge. I was naive, I drank the Pimps kool-aid, something...then I find out y'all cut tail and run at the sign of a real challenge. I also heard the Pimps had done this same thing once before, but that's only hear say, I wasn't around to witness that. All this to preserve that perfect record y'all are so proud of...but I think that perfect record has an asterisk of sorts by it...just saying...