CD's Unofficial Caption Contest #888

It’s Tuesday. You know what that means.

The scores after the last round:

quin 18
jaredhk 17
gellnick 14
cgmv123 10
EricH 7
DonRotolo 6
GaryVoshol 6
efoote868 6
Wayne Doenges 6
Osby 6
Squirrel2412 6
rsisk 4
Tinnittin 2

The rules, for the newbies.

And the picture:

As always, the deadline is nominally Sunday at midnight Eastern.


540’s robot was thirsty. Unfortunately, no field staff would trade water–let alone coffee–for a gear.

Everyone wanted a good look at 540’s robot. Except that one kid in the back on the phone.

There once was a robot named 540
Who’s goal was to be very sporty
He’d carry his gear
Without any fear
And try to win every sortie

Sigh. And there it sat, for the entire match. At least it wouldn’t ever wear out…

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At least they didn’t catch fire…

540’s robot didn’t move again in the match after the vision system saw the Cat5 cable bundle on the floor. It had never seen such a nice big bundle. It was love at first sight.

Must. Not. Dump. Fuel. On. Field.

Driver to operator: “You know, that would make a great gear pocket.”

The original FRC Inspection Stop.
It’s like a traffic stop, but where the LRI has to come in and recertify the robot.

Only an FTA knows the quality of their own field build. That’s why this particular FTA elects to hold the field border in place during the match.

That MC is keeping a good 2:1 ratio between water and soda, though it’s looking like they’re going to need a lot of “field reset” breaks to uh, empty the fuel tank.

Green shirt’s expression of pure revulsion is something nobody wants to see.

Especially when he’s looking at your robot.

Let’s get judgy!

First place goes to:

Second place goes to:

And the burn award goes to:

Which means the scores are:

jaredhk 27
quin 20
gellnick 16
cgmv123 12
Osby 11
EricH 9
Squirrel2412 9
DonRotolo 8
GaryVoshol 8
efoote868 8
Wayne Doenges 8
rsisk 4
Tinnittin 4