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Will the real Jim Dug(g)an please stand up?
In a township where the name "Jim Dugan" has evolved into a figurative John Dough, our league has been blessed with two Jimbos - both members of a second-place King squad. The first Jim, lovingly-dubbed "Daddy Long Legs" by league hecklers, stands close to seven feet tall and has an NBA wingspan. Putting his tentacles to use as a full-time Upper Township lifeguard, Dugan's once spaghetti-like body structure seems to have been instantaneously chiseled by the work regimen that accompanies the tidal waves and surf battles of the Beesley's Point beach(es). The second Jim, running with street name JJ - is quietly smiting the disbelievers who let him slip to the back end of the draft. With tenacious defense and breakneck fast-break speeds, JJ's game yields flashes of a young Clyde Battle.
The two hacksaws are doing their part in advancing the family name - on the former, league highlight reel Dan Jones says, "The guy's intimidating - it's that simple. I hate to do it, but to paraphrase my friend and yours - Jim Ross - it's like staring into the mouth of a lion's den." As for the latter Duggan, the disgusted faces of turnover-riddled league guards justify his sudden fanfare.
Though the two Dug(g)ans certainly play two completely different games, their incomparable combination has and will continue to reak defensive havoc on both lane-goers and perimeter artists. Throughout the Kings tenure at the top of the standings, there's no more questioning why they are there.
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