(Bedtime story voice) It was a cold, dark, and windy night. So cold that the Ballsacticka team was moving around, jumping up and down before the game getting warmed up to play. Either that or they all had to go pee. Whatever it was, the team was ready to kick it in gear! Inning after inning they pounded the ball left and right breaking through the JFK defenses like they weren't even there! It was an awesome sight to behold! BB team members were fist bumping, high fiving, and chest bumping all night long. It was a great night and the greatest kickball game that BB ever played. They all went to the bar afterwards and celebrated this awesome feat that no one thought they could do. They got a little tipsy, stayed for the midnight photo and reluctantly left because they didn't want that awesome moment to ever end. Battlestar Ballsacticka beat the pants off of JFK, at lot to nothing!
The End
That's my story and I'm sticking to it.....
Oh wait....scratch that....it was the other way around. JFK held tight and didn't let BB score AT ALL. In fact there were a total of 3 kickers that actually got on base. Yep, 3! That would be Michael "The Machine" Machie, Philip "Tuna" Tanner, and MVPeter Kuhr. And none went farther than 2nd base. Ugh! Some defensive plays by the Ballsacks are to be noted here. A few even by yours truly, Karen Savell, who caught not one, but two fly balls out in left field. (Yeah, writing about myself is a little weird and self centered, but let's face it...I have no shame! Woohoooooo!!!) there were some great plays at 3rd base by Nicole Plesha and even a tag out at home plate by Michael Machie. Oh yeah, and MVPeter said he tripped over his invisible cape running back for a fly ball again, but he said not to mention it in the recap, so I won't.
BB got stomped (I blame the refs) and JFK comes out squeaky clean with another win (Dammit). A LOT to nothing. A totally embarrassing score so I won't even mention it! Yeah, that bad...
So I go back to my first thought and think "HOLY SH**BALLS, WHAT THE HELL?!" Isn't this supposed to be a silly kids game? Lol!! JFK is a team that plays with efficiency and deserves to be in the top 5. It was fun playing with those guys, and we learned that it brings out true friendship in the team being humiliated. We were all laughing at ourselves after a while. Not one player said a harsh word to another. The ump could have ended the game in the 4th inning but we elected to keep going, just to play. THAT'S team spirit, and that's why we're all so proud to be BALLSACKS!
One more thing! I just wanted to report on the collections we received for the 10x magnification glasses for the refs in helping them make the correct calls and we now have a grand total of (let's see....6 X the GNP/9 and carry the 1....) = 42 cents!! Thanks to everyone who contributed (even the guy who threw a few blades of grass in the collection bucket. Hey, every little thing helps!) just a warning though, dude...the next time I see my cop friend I'm gonna tell him you gave me some grass. THEN it'll be funny to sit back and watch.
DISCLAIMER: None of this crap is real, except for the middle paragraphs about us getting us whipped, and stomped, and basically bloodied to a pulp (I STILL blame the refs) and the mushy team spirit stuff... and I'm not sure about the invisible cape that MVPeter wears either, but he insists that it's there.
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