Here it is, straight from the 365 Stupidest Things Ever Said calendar, culled from a church bulletin listing:
Our youth basketball team is back in action Wednesday at 8 PM in the recreation hall. Come out and watch us kill Christ the King.
My question upon seeing such a notice would, of course, be: Is this a basketball game or a Passion play?
Having been raised Catholic and attended Catholic school for 8 out of 12 years, I can totally envision such a notice being posted in my high school.
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Our youth basketball team is back in action Wednesday at 8 PM in the recreation hall. Come out and watch us kill Christ the King.
At the very least, the game should have been on a Friday.
Ack! Why didn't I think of that joke?
I heard no one could find Christ the King after the game either.
And I got in trouble for a home coming float with the theme:
"Flush the John's" (Picture toilet with legs sticking up)
when we played Saint John's in high school football...
I read a variation on that back in the day...I can't remember where, but it might have been in "Please Don't Eat the Daisies" or something else by Jean Kerr..
Anyway, the author is writing a post-game apology letter to a rival school. It goes something like, "It was inappropriate for our students to yell 'We're gonna beat the pants off Virgin Mary', and we'll make sure this doesn't happen again. Anyway, your own students were shouting 'We're gonna clobber Christ the King.'".
I wonder which school's bulletin had that: Prep? Francis Lewis? Or (gasp!) Molloy?
Is Christ the King another church? Otherwise I can't begin to fathom what they're trying to say.
Ok, finally cleaned the milk I sprayed on the key board after reading that. Christ the King is the name of at least one High school in New York City. Never went there but had friends who did.
Actually, Christ the King is a pretty common name for Catholic Churches and schools, which is why I appreciated this one.
I think it was Nancy Willard who wrote a series of poems based on sports headlines-- things like "Cardinals Best Angels," or "Blue Devils Bedevil Saints," or "Lions Prevail over Bears."
A fun parlor game.
I heard that it was a home-at-home series and Christ the King was resurrected and won at home the following day.
George,
Did you go to St. Francis de Sales in Toledo?
fusilier, SFS '67, whose younger brother was St. John's Jesuit '72
James 2:24
I believe that one of the fight songs for Earlham included the refrain "Kill little Quakers, Kill!"
I suppose sports supporters at Catholic school have their own cross to bear...
William the Coroner:
Well, at Notre Dame, we chanted "Blood, blood, blood makes the grass grow."
In case Orac wasn't counting, that's sixteen years of Catholic education, not a mere eight. Neener, neener, neeeeener.
fusilier
James 2:24
I'm willing to bet it was intentionally humorous, not stupid.