<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1227070561792131132</id><updated>2026-07-18T23:00:07.177-07:00</updated><category term="Mako"/><category term="Christo"/><title type='text'>Mako&#39;s *Abroad* Bench Blog </title><subtitle type='html'>formally MSHSL Benches </subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makosbenchblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1227070561792131132/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makosbenchblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>No Minutes Mako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523711791075504550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1227070561792131132.post-99319260976114671</id><published>2016-01-24T07:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2016-01-24T17:52:54.187-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Abroad Butts Number 1 </title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
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If this is your first time here, welcome. You might be
wondering why I used to have a blog dedicated to reviewing benches. Well, back
in high school I was an amazing soccer player who chose (much to the dismay of
my coaches and loyal fans – hey mom and dad!) to sit on the bench and drink
water my entire senior year season. During this time I adopted the affectionate nickname, No Minutes Mako (NMM for short), and started this blog. So for those of you who used to come here in the
early part of the second half of the period between 2010-2015, welcome back! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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As you may have guessed (from suffering through that long
winded, mediocre, explanation) I have decided to re-vamp the old bench blog. This is not because I have finally agreed to join the Tufts Varsity
Soccer team, they have yet to agree to my playing terms of unlimited &lt;a href=&quot;https://www.facebook.com/kate.hirsch.9?fref=ts&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Mr. Pibb&lt;/a&gt; and
&lt;a href=&quot;https://www.facebook.com/alex.fontini?fref=ts&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Sour Gummy Worms &lt;/a&gt;at every practice. Rather, I am spending this semester in Hong
Kong, and I wanted to give the seven people who accidentally came here after
Googling “Mr. Soccer Boy All America 2003” something to keep their creepy eyes busy. So without further ado, I present my first (hopefully of many)
Abroad Bench Blog posts.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I’ve been in Asia for exactly one month today and in that
time I have already been fortunate enough to sit on benches in four different countries. The first two weeks were spent traveling around with my parents and brother and these last two weeks I&#39;ve been living it up in a dorm room on the 27th floor of a building that can only be described as a maximum security prison (read: not one but two guards to pass before I get to my room). &amp;nbsp;In one short month I have had the pleasure of perching it on a boat in Vietnam, squatting in Thailand,
plopping down in China and of course resting on my rump in Hong Kong. I’ve started to learn a lot more about who I am, what it means to
be an American in the larger world, and which company has a monopoly on the
Asian toilet market (in case you didn&#39;t know, it’s &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.toto.com.hk/index2.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Toto&lt;/a&gt;). &amp;nbsp;I could go on and on describing the different places I&#39;ve been, the people I&#39;ve met and which Vietnamese family hates me for photo bombing them so many times on New Years Eve. But I&#39;ll get onto what you really care about, the quality of benches in Asia and unfortunate pictures taken of me along the way.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;u&gt;Vietnam: Ha Long Bay &amp;amp; Hanoi&amp;nbsp;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Ha Long Bay: &lt;/b&gt;After getting situated in Hong Kong for a few days, we headed for Vietnam. Upon arriving at the airport in Hanoi, we immediately got in a van and drove the four hours to&amp;nbsp;Ha Long Bay. For those who don&#39;t know Ha Long Bay is one of the seven wonders of the world and therefore kind of indescribable...sorry. Although our boat tour left at 6:30 AM and it was cold and rainy, the experience was second to none. As we sailed through the foggy morning, passing massive green rock formations, I felt like a slightly taller but less handsome Johnny Depp searching for The Black Pearl. We reached a small fishing village mid morning and then took a wooden row boat around different fishing communities. The woman who rowed my fat American family of four was not only the strongest person I have ever met but sang beautiful old Vietnamese fishing songs as she navigated the blue-green waters.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Bangkok: &lt;/b&gt;After a slightly tumultuous visit to Vietnam, we were ready to get to Thailand as soon as possible. In fact, Eli and I started off the journey by taking shots in the airport at 11:45 AM to celebrate New Years Eve with our friends on the East Coast (12 hour time difference). Needless to say we enjoyed some &lt;a href=&quot;https://www.facebook.com/josh.kokulis?fref=ts&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;sweet, sweet rest &lt;/a&gt;on the flight. Since it was New Years weekend, most of the population of Bangkok left the city so fortunately we didn&#39;t have to experience the insane traffic that Bangkok is known for. In the city we saw multiple Buddhist temples, the largest golden Buddha in the world, the largest reclining Buddha in the world, and everyone in the fam had at least one case of what is affectionally referred to as &quot;thaiarrhea.&quot;&lt;/div&gt;
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After a few days in Bangkok we headed to the beach in Krabi for some R&amp;amp;R. There isn&#39;t much to report on our time there since most of it was spent reading and napping after 10 days of intense travel tourism. But I would be remiss not to include a picture of one of the most beautiful sunsets I have ever seen. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Bench: I sat on this bench for about 10 rickety minutes as we crossed the Chao Phraya River in Bangkok. Although you might be thinking to yourself, &quot;self, that bench looks comfy as heck!&quot;don&#39;t let my jovial expression fool you. This metallic beast sure hurt the ole&#39; back and my 6&#39;7 frame. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m guessing this was due to the sharp 90 degree angle created between the back and &quot;seat&quot; area of the bench. Now don&#39;t get me wrong, the scenery was great and I happen to absolutely love Bangkok as a city but this bench really didn&#39;t cut it for me. Maybe I was just upset because I woke up that morning really wanting to color coordinate my shorts with all the places I would sit throughout the day, and couldn&#39;t quite match that bench&#39;s particular shade of blue :( Oh well. One bad bench wasn&#39;t going to ruin my day or my opinion of Thailand.&lt;/div&gt;
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That&#39;s all for now. Sorry if this was too long or if you thought it was too weird, I promise these posts will be shorter in the future...unfortunately I think they will be equally as strange. Anyways, sending love to all my friends back in the States. Especially you, Jeff! Stay golden and much love to all. -NMM (No Minutes Mako)&lt;br /&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makosbenchblog.blogspot.com/feeds/99319260976114671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://makosbenchblog.blogspot.com/2016/01/abroad-butts-number-1.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1227070561792131132/posts/default/99319260976114671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1227070561792131132/posts/default/99319260976114671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makosbenchblog.blogspot.com/2016/01/abroad-butts-number-1.html' title='Abroad Butts Number 1 '/><author><name>No Minutes Mako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523711791075504550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSVQQOBizl7T75iSYKI_nNT7qc_-SKUwIhteu33zBT6E1goaE-cPesrp8b5K9NN5xQ2aK43PP6l8ejt0y_8kOtaFlIbS4sZ1WsEyFQ-12McjzU4Hyectp285b4o61d-ZfELlEN59eRZBb_/s72-c/IMG_0590.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1227070561792131132.post-4300563281303041107</id><published>2012-10-10T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2013-01-02T15:09:31.689-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saint Paul Academy -  Smurf Butts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;
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October 6, 2012&lt;br /&gt;
Blake 1 SPA 3&lt;br /&gt;
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Brief&amp;nbsp;Overview:&amp;nbsp;Greetings&amp;nbsp;fellow humans, thanks for showing up on time and&amp;nbsp;selecting&amp;nbsp;earth as your planet of choice, we like to think you made the right&amp;nbsp;decision. But enough funny&amp;nbsp;business, on to what gets your blood pumping, your knees shaking, you teeth a chatterin. &amp;nbsp;Last Saturday we hopped on a bus destined for a city located at the&amp;nbsp;edge&amp;nbsp;of the earth, Saint Paul. After a 20 year&amp;nbsp;journey&amp;nbsp;we arrived in this mysterious land. The team was ready for battle and my pen was ready to do what it does best, review dem benches.&lt;br /&gt;
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Color: My first&amp;nbsp;impression&amp;nbsp;of the bench was that it was more&amp;nbsp;beautiful&amp;nbsp;than the fair maiden, Coleman Dressen. I thought I was&amp;nbsp;hallucinating,&amp;nbsp;but a fellow bencher confirmed my initial&amp;nbsp;assumption&amp;nbsp;that, yes,&amp;nbsp;the bench was indeed blue. &quot;WHAAAAAAAAAAAT?!?!?!&quot; I thought to myself. The last time I was so excited was when I got to play 2 minutes against Breck because we were beating them 3-1. &amp;nbsp;One&amp;nbsp;teammate&amp;nbsp;described&amp;nbsp;the color of the bench as &quot;that thing that happens when you wake up in the morning and hop into the shower hoping to be fresh for the day ahead, but you&#39;re out of shampoo and way beyond mixing the last drops with water so you decided to run into your mom&#39;s bathroom and grab her shampoo only to realize what you grabbed was laundry detergent but it&#39;s too late&amp;nbsp;because&amp;nbsp;you already put it in your hair.&quot; Well, I completely disagree. I think the bench is more of a &quot;baby blanket that Eli has had since he was two and still sleeps with and brings on family trips and&amp;nbsp;vacations even though we tell him not to&quot; type color. Pretty cool bench if you ask me. But, there was a major flaw that Christo picked out&amp;nbsp;immediately.&lt;br /&gt;
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If you look to your left you will see that some&amp;nbsp;ignoramus decided to abuse the&amp;nbsp;sanctity&amp;nbsp;of the bench and at the same time slap America&amp;nbsp;across&amp;nbsp;the face by spray-painting&amp;nbsp;graffiti&amp;nbsp;along the back of the bench. We could&#39;t make out what it said but if I had to guess, it was probably somewhere along the lines of &quot;I hate everyone who has ever (and will ever) sit on a bench&amp;nbsp;especially&amp;nbsp;Mako and his squad.&quot; What a jerk. &amp;nbsp;Bench&amp;nbsp;receives&amp;nbsp;a rating of 7/10, brought down by the incredibly&amp;nbsp;insensitive&amp;nbsp;and offensive&amp;nbsp;graffiti.&lt;br /&gt;
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Comfort: Whoooooweeeee, this bench was the most comfortable thing the ol&#39; booty has every had the pleasure to sit on. Nothing beats a good back rest, and this bench had a back built for Zeus himself. It held my 6&quot;13 stature like no other bench in the history of the world. As for the booty, it was as if I was sitting on a feather bed made for a king, never again will my butt be so happy. A perfect 10/10 on comfort.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Scenery: Credit is due when credit is deserved. Saint Paul is pretty. Rolling hills, flowing streams, snowy mountains and a vast ocean to gaze upon. I was&amp;nbsp;duly impressed. That being said, I spent most of my time waving at the fans who came out to support us. They are the only&amp;nbsp;scenery&amp;nbsp;I will ever need. It sure was nice having someone other than Hubbard cheer us on. It was also&amp;nbsp;appreciated&amp;nbsp;when they started a &quot;Rudy, Rudy, Rudy&quot; chant to try and get me some playing time.&amp;nbsp;Because&amp;nbsp;the fans were so great, an&amp;nbsp;automatic&amp;nbsp;10/10 on&amp;nbsp;scenery.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Playing Time: Another &quot;most dope&quot; 80 minutes on the bench this game surrounded by loved ones, family and friends. I really missed Coleman though who was getting a booty implant&amp;nbsp;surgery&amp;nbsp;and had to miss the game.&amp;nbsp;Despite&amp;nbsp;the Rudy chant, I was not put into the game which was &quot;A-OK&quot; with me as I was snuggled up with Jaymin Chang and CC23. Christo started the game (this kid sure is betraying us on the bench) which brought down the rating and we lost which also brought down the rating. A sad 3/10 on playing time.&lt;/div&gt;
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Cold Toes: This game was played in freezing -160 degrees fahrenheit weather. My toes were so cold and when I asked Alex &quot;hunk a&#39; man meat&quot; Crane to rub them for me, he refused. How&amp;nbsp;cruel. Since I wasn&#39;t playing there was no way for me to run&amp;nbsp;around&amp;nbsp;and get warm. But, during halftime my mom brought me and Chirsto some hot coco from the&amp;nbsp;concessions&amp;nbsp;stand which warmed up both our body and our soul. Thanks Sal.&amp;nbsp;Nevertheless&amp;nbsp;our feet were still freezing and that is why this category gets a 10/10. If you don&#39;t get it, too bad.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Final Thoughts: Overall, not a bad&amp;nbsp;experience. We had some fans, a comfy bench and tender care provided by my mother. The bench&amp;nbsp;receives&amp;nbsp;a rating of 8/10. That&#39;s a B minus if you don&#39;t want to do the math. Well,&amp;nbsp;make sure to thank your parents for&amp;nbsp;loving&amp;nbsp;you and always, always protect the booty. Until next time. - NMM&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;A Short Fireside Message from CC23:&lt;/b&gt; Bon-Jure (This is &#39;hello&#39; in the language of the country of Saint Paul). I learn new things every day. Today, I learned that SPA&#39;s home stadium is an unsafe environment for three reasons:&lt;br /&gt;
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2) SPA Fans - Legend has it Colemami once head-butted an SPA fan in a sideline tussle. The fan broke all 24 ribs but after years of recovery is now revitalized and dangerous (looking for revenge).&lt;/div&gt;
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3) Hot chocolate - A serious obesity concern for bench enthusiasts like me. The hot chocolate here was irresistible, and I think it may have had some addictive chemicals. I showed some withdrawal symptoms after the game, and I later returned for a Section 3 third-place JV fencing match to get my fix. I just need a little bit . . . just to get me normal.&lt;/div&gt;
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This was a tough bench for me to blog about. After a long tenure in the game of soccer, this is my last regular season game. I&#39;m crying, not because it&#39;s almost over, but because SPA fails to respect the safety of the playing-time-challenged community. So we have decided to start a campaign for President of the Country of Saint Paul, so that we can stop the injustice we see here. #VoteForMako &lt;/div&gt;
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October 1, 2012&lt;br /&gt;
Blake 0 Holy Family 1&lt;br /&gt;
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Brief&amp;nbsp;Overview: Hello and welcome to another episode of Mako&#39;s Bench Blog. I&#39;m glad to see you&#39;ve lived another week and didn&#39;t perish in a freak bench accident like Coleman almost did. Kudos to you! Yesterday we hopped on our bus and drove for&amp;nbsp;probably&amp;nbsp;eight hours to&amp;nbsp;Virginia, Minnesota where the team engaged in fierce competition and the bench crew engaged in a fierce&amp;nbsp;critique&amp;nbsp;of the scrap of dust they call a bench. Although I didn&#39;t spot anyone who had dark curly hair like me (jewish), the&amp;nbsp;weather&amp;nbsp;was&amp;nbsp;premium&amp;nbsp;and I was ready to get down to business.&lt;br /&gt;
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Color: The bench was a&amp;nbsp;beautiful&amp;nbsp;silver color that shined like the face of a middle schooler. There weren&#39;t any&amp;nbsp;disgusting&amp;nbsp;stains like we&#39;ve seen during games past and there weren&#39;t any serious flaws in it&#39;s overall&amp;nbsp;appearance. A few&amp;nbsp;members&amp;nbsp;of the team&amp;nbsp;described&amp;nbsp;the benches color as &quot;that thing that happens when you are doing a physics project with Christo and you need to stick two wires together but you don&#39;t know how to so&amp;nbsp;Christo says he&#39;ll do it and then you watch him put that shiny stuff on the wire.&quot; Well I&amp;nbsp;completely&amp;nbsp;disagree, I think it&#39;s more of a &quot;toy vacum cleaner that Eli has in his bedroom&quot; color. Overall, prettiest darn bench we ever did see. An&amp;nbsp;impressive&amp;nbsp;10/10 &lt;br /&gt;
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Comfort: This was by far the LEAST comfortable piece of junk my butt has ever sat on. It&#39;s blasphemous to even call it a bench. The back rest was at the weirdest obtuse angle possible, my 6&quot;8&#39;&amp;nbsp;stature was not pleased seeing as the top of the back rest dug into my spinal cord. Also the space&amp;nbsp;in-between&amp;nbsp;the bench and the back rest was far to big causing Coleman&#39;s and my butt to get wedged&amp;nbsp;in the bench&amp;nbsp;if we weren&#39;t&amp;nbsp;careful. You can see from the picture on your left that Cole&#39;s bodacious&amp;nbsp;booty&amp;nbsp;is incredibly&amp;nbsp;displeased. A&amp;nbsp;disappointing&amp;nbsp;3/10 on comfort.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Scenery: We got to look onto a&amp;nbsp;beautiful&amp;nbsp;meadow&amp;nbsp;full of flowers and deer. Not. The&amp;nbsp;scenery was suburban houses that all look the same&amp;nbsp;causing&amp;nbsp;the bench crew to fall into a state of deep&amp;nbsp;melancholy. But, on the bright side, during half time the dance team dubbed &quot;The Holy Family Catholic Fire Inferno&quot;&amp;nbsp;performed&amp;nbsp;the most&amp;nbsp;spirited routine I have ever seen. Scrappy 6/10 on&amp;nbsp;scenery only brought up by the Inferno.&lt;br /&gt;
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Playing Time: The nickname held strong during this game, &amp;nbsp;I was once again No Minutes Mako after playing the last 3 minutes against Breck last Tuesday. Christo got to start which I think we can all agree is &quot;most dope&quot; for him. We missed him on the bench though and can&#39;t wait until Tim is healthy. 9/10 with a two point deduction because we missed Christo on the bench crew. &lt;b&gt;7/10.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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New Members to the Bench Crew: Legend has it that our&amp;nbsp;newest&amp;nbsp;member was actually born on a bench so it makes complete sense that he should end up sitting on one during soccer games. His hobbies include nature hikes with his dog Brickwick, snap-chatting and&amp;nbsp;vacationing&amp;nbsp;at his summer home in Scranton,&amp;nbsp;Pennsylvania. He&#39;s never been to France and he loves to tango. The first words people utter when they hear his name are &quot;tender lover.&quot; He is Alex Barthlomeo&amp;nbsp;Crane and he&amp;nbsp;receives&amp;nbsp;a rating of 10/10.&lt;br /&gt;
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Final Thoughts: Terrible bench, sad outcome, new bench member and the cake I got to eat after was &quot;most dope&quot; as it is sure to add cushion to the booty. The bench&amp;nbsp;receives&amp;nbsp;a final score of 5.5/10, pretty low if you ask me. Until next time.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Christo&#39;s Thoughts: &lt;/b&gt;CC23 here. A hugely disappointing game for me, mainly because I only logged about 5 bench minutes. If you&#39;re not sure, 5 minutes is not enough, especially for someone who&#39;s been so dedicated to the soccer sport we call &quot;riding pine.&quot; As with the Blake bench, I saw some safety concerns here at Holy Family Catholic: wild animals in the surrounding forest. It&#39;s possible that I was hallucinating because of exhaustion, fear of abandonment from the bench crew, etc., but I saw a large raccoon-esque animal looking at me from the forest. He looked pretty mean and every time I looked at him, he was looking right back at me. All the anxiety thinking about rabies made me pretty sweaty, which only made the problem worse by leading the coaches to believe I was working hard on the field. I was not allowed to return to the safe arms of my teammates on the bench. To any Holy Family administration reading this blog - &lt;u&gt;I highly recommend some sort of cage&lt;/u&gt; around the bench to protect players. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Brief Overview:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Christo reporting, AKA CC23. &amp;nbsp;Proud member of the bench and contributing writer to&amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;Mako&#39;s Bench Blog (MSHSL Bench Reviews)&lt;/u&gt;.&amp;nbsp;Today I&#39;ll be doing a&amp;nbsp;little&amp;nbsp;review of the bench at our humble abode, The Glenn Field and Aamoth Stadium.&amp;nbsp;At our home stadium, we have had the good fortune of logging hundreds of bench minutes. We &quot;play&quot; here a lot, and honestly we need to upgrade our home bench facilities. As you will see, this bench is a safety liability with a great view and a fantastic color scheme.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Color (and General Aesthetics):&lt;/b&gt; Blake really got it right going with the raw stainless steel bench. We love the color here. We did not love that the end of this bench was somehow ripped off, probably pawned across the street at Pawn America. This is bad news&amp;nbsp;Bears, and a lost bench cap is an automatic 1 point deduction for safety purposes. As Mako said, &quot;I&#39;ve come awfully close to cutting myself on this bench. My signature full-length slide to the water jug almost ripped my...&quot; An injury of this severity would render Mako unable to sit on the bench, and for this reason, we have decided to award a &lt;b&gt;7/10&lt;/b&gt; rating in the Color and Aesthetics category.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Comfort: &lt;/b&gt;This bench was a clear yes in terms of the base. The double-wide design was incredible for the booty, and Mako even commented that his solid 80 minutes of bench time left his butt without soreness - A rare feat for a bench rider like No Minutes Mako. We were not impressed, however, by the lack of back rest. How&#39;s a 6&#39;5&quot; man like Mako supposed to keep his posture without a back rest? Notice the disappointed facial expressions in our review picture, mostly due to back tightness. The double-wide design still helps maintain a &lt;b&gt;6/10&lt;/b&gt; Comfort category rating for this bench.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Scenery:&lt;/b&gt; Wow! As you can see from above there&amp;nbsp;isn&#39;t&amp;nbsp;anything as beautiful as this view. This view has led some visiting teams to dub this field &quot;Aamoth Country Club.&quot; We have never seen such a great landscape. As Mako would say, this field is &quot;Most Dope.&quot; With the fall season approaching, we see a bright horizon for this scenery with the changing leaf color. In the Scenery Category, an incredible &lt;b&gt;10/10&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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If you&#39;d like to contribute to the Blake Bench Improvement Fund, please comment on this post or crumple up you donation and shove it in the uncapped end of our bench. We appreciate your support.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makosbenchblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5435776097588413656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://makosbenchblog.blogspot.com/2012/09/whatup-its-christo-aka-cc23-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1227070561792131132/posts/default/5435776097588413656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1227070561792131132/posts/default/5435776097588413656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makosbenchblog.blogspot.com/2012/09/whatup-its-christo-aka-cc23-and.html' title='Blake - From the Heart of CC23'/><author><name>No Minutes Mako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523711791075504550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuXdSu3Fu4fG3XO-Zrl1iN0KZseY9Oge-yZg1cLDtOe5feOycUecd7OnW-D8R37mSRVuvgwnEXYRnhvxf8jPXaKgQbwfMO9ES23UlG1MNZWp5A_P8QqCKB17QQyNmwQS7YIYMGLPYAm5nF/s72-c/photo+(1).JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>110 Blake Rd S, Hopkins, MN 55343, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>44.922889 -93.388345</georss:point><georss:box>31.6368925 -113.603189 58.208885499999994 -73.173501</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1227070561792131132.post-7592586498398118198</id><published>2012-09-22T18:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2018-08-02T11:39:44.733-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mako"/><title type='text'>Trinity - Butts Across America Smile </title><content type='html'>Trinity Tri Hawks&lt;br /&gt;
September 22, 2012&lt;br /&gt;
Blake 3 Trinity 0&lt;br /&gt;
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Brief Overview: Today we headed out to who the heck knows where to play a little soccer (if you know what I mean) ;). The weather was chilly and the wind was a pain but the sun was&amp;nbsp;shining so we endured. But now on to what you really care about, what anybody really cares about in life, the quality of the bench.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Color: The bench was your standard silver metal, nothing too&amp;nbsp;impressive. However, there were some major&amp;nbsp;flaws&amp;nbsp;that the bench had on the left side that brought its rating way down.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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As you can see, there is a weird red stain that takes over a good&amp;nbsp;eighth&amp;nbsp;of the bench. Some members of our team described the color as &quot;what happens when you get a bloody nose in the middle of the night and the blood&amp;nbsp;completely&amp;nbsp;dries up and then when you wake up in the morning you have dry blood all over your face.&quot; Well, I&amp;nbsp;concur. First impression of the bench, not very good. This category gets a 4 out 10.&lt;br /&gt;
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Comfort: I would explain what our reaction was to the bench but you should be able to tell from the picture above seeing as a&amp;nbsp;picture&amp;nbsp;is worth 1000 words. Well, if your an idiot then you wouldn&#39;t be able to tell that we LOVED THIS BENCH!!!!! &amp;nbsp;You were able to let your back sink into the back support and let it absorb all of your worries. It was a little small for my 6&quot;3&#39;&amp;nbsp;stature, but nothing too&amp;nbsp;unbearable. The metal wasn&#39;t cold so nobodies balls were in harm of shrinkage. Overall great on the comfort level. 9 out of 10&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Playing Time: I didn&#39;t get any playing time this game, which was &quot;most dope&quot;seeing as I was loving the bench. However, one of the bench&amp;nbsp;squad&amp;nbsp;(Christo) got in and scored two dirty goals. For this reason Playing Time gets a 10 out of 10.&lt;br /&gt;
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Friends&amp;nbsp;Made: We made a friend this game in the form of the&amp;nbsp;opposing&amp;nbsp;team&#39;s mascot. We&amp;nbsp;aren&#39;t&amp;nbsp;sure if he was a&amp;nbsp;kangaroo&amp;nbsp;or some kind of polar bear. The one&amp;nbsp;misfortune&amp;nbsp;was that we didn&#39;t get his name so we can&#39;t friend him on&amp;nbsp;Facebook. If anyone knows who he is, please let us know. 8 out of 10 in this&amp;nbsp;category.&lt;br /&gt;
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Overall: This Bench&amp;nbsp;receives&amp;nbsp;a final score of 9 out of 10. (The&amp;nbsp;highest&amp;nbsp;overall all grade yet)&lt;br /&gt;
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Until&amp;nbsp;Next Time,&lt;br /&gt;
NMM&lt;/div&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makosbenchblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7592586498398118198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://makosbenchblog.blogspot.com/2012/09/trinity-tri-hawks-september-22-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1227070561792131132/posts/default/7592586498398118198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1227070561792131132/posts/default/7592586498398118198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makosbenchblog.blogspot.com/2012/09/trinity-tri-hawks-september-22-2012.html' title='Trinity - Butts Across America Smile '/><author><name>No Minutes Mako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523711791075504550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGAfRzHb-YHqB06Y8Kv_g_MF2pb9xQmX0wjubs2y-KzEuaklTZ6PmhduDvx_WhBEd33_wxSn_xVFDHeiNX5pWf0B4IyV8daVdW4QPvjMa4Hqv17flD5EAfoKWUHrisNhT2rU4JLqX6IeYE/s72-c/photo+(1).JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>4200-4260 Pilot Knob Rd, Eagan, MN 55123, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>44.8041322 -93.1668858</georss:point><georss:box>44.801315699999996 -93.1718213 44.8069487 -93.1619503</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1227070561792131132.post-3329718417851485276</id><published>2012-09-20T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2013-01-01T13:55:19.745-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mako"/><title type='text'>Brooklyn Center - A Somewhat Happy Butt</title><content type='html'>Brooklyn Center Centaurs&lt;br /&gt;
September 20, 2012&lt;br /&gt;
Final Score: Blake 5 BC 1&lt;br /&gt;
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Color: I&#39;ve never been a big fan of long bus rides, so when I learned we would be driving all the way to Brooklyn Center I was a little upset. However, my heart beat in&amp;nbsp;anticipation&amp;nbsp;of making my first ever critique. The first thing I noticed about the bench was its color. Some might describe it as kind of a poop brown, but I would consider it more of a &quot;pumpkin&amp;nbsp;spice latte&quot; color. Since it was such a chilly day, if I could have drank the color of the bench, I most&amp;nbsp;definitely&amp;nbsp;would have. Out of a&amp;nbsp;possible&amp;nbsp;10 points, I give it an 8.5.&lt;br /&gt;
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Comfort: The thing that I liked most about this bench was that unlike the&amp;nbsp;usual metal bench we see in this day and age, the BC bench was made out of a soft plastic and had holes that I could stick my fingers through when I got bored. This feature was &quot;most dope&quot; and created a lasting&amp;nbsp;impression&amp;nbsp;with me. The bench had a back on it which we always love to see, and as a plus the back of the bench was raised up to&amp;nbsp;accommodate&amp;nbsp;my 6&quot;1&#39; stature. As far as&amp;nbsp;comfort&amp;nbsp;goes, the bench gets 9 out 10.&lt;br /&gt;
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Scenery: I must admit, the view from the bench was sub-par. The field was in decent condition, but there wasn&#39;t anything pretty to look at whilst on the bench. The street that lay just&amp;nbsp;beyond&amp;nbsp;the field was a constant source of&amp;nbsp;distraction. Because of these reasons, the&amp;nbsp;scenery&amp;nbsp;receives&amp;nbsp;a 5 out of 10.&lt;br /&gt;
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Play Time: In this game my nickname changed for a brief period of time from &quot;No Minutes Mako&quot; to &quot;11 Minutes Mako&quot; seeing as I got to play the last 11 minutes of the game. This was a good&amp;nbsp;experience&amp;nbsp; even though it pained me to leave the bench. Because the only goal was&amp;nbsp;scored&amp;nbsp;while I was on the field, my playtime ratting&amp;nbsp;decreased&amp;nbsp;significantly. We end up with a 4 out 10 in this category. &lt;br /&gt;
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Overall: Not the worst, not the best. A pretty good time for my first review. This Bench (all categories together)&amp;nbsp;receives&amp;nbsp;a final score of 7 out of 10.&lt;br /&gt;
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Until&amp;nbsp;next game&lt;br /&gt;
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