Clutchmiss

Twas the night before Clutchmiss, no-one gave a crap because nobody was working, not even “that” app; The chalk bags were hung by the axe lane with care, filled with cig butts, for Saint Clutchmiss to share; Axe-kin were nestled…

YES! YES! GATHER ROUND DEAR THROWKIN! IT’S TIME! CLUTCHMISS IS HERE! Now, for those of you who don’t pay attention to every fakakta idea I share here, Clutchmiss is a celebration for axe throwers that allows us to come together,…

Yes, it’s the sixth day of Clutchmiss, and that means only one thing: it’s time to begin the traditional Clutchmiss games! The Clutchmiss games, as I’m sure you remember from your grandparents telling you over Clutchmisses past, are a time…

All year long, little axe-kins have been watering boards without asking, offering up chalk to those in need and giving the benefit-of-the-doubt on questionable science calls all to make sure that ol’ Saint Clutchy put them down on the “nice”…