Frosty Ballin' Narrowly Edges Whiskey Kick, 26-2

by Karen Savell, Frosty Ballin'
pictures by Mary Katherine Evans, Frosty Ballin'

Greetings, fellow kickballers! The VA Raptor winter season is in full swing as we are in the 3rd week of play. I've decided to skip hibernating this winter to engage in a little kickball for my second season ever of fun and friendship with this league.  I've switched colors from Battlestar green to... Frosty Ballin' green! Oh well, it just means I don't have to do as much laundry.

The Whiskey Kick team showed up with their game faces on, but peetered out from the beginning.  The top of the inning ended with a score of 4-0 before Whiskey Kicks team was able to get 3 outs. Frosty Ballin' then displayed a tight defense and held them to no runs at the bottom of the first. Then all heck broke loose!  With JP Wilkinson, Lorraine Adkins, and Jon Pilz on base, Frank Council did his job and kicked the ever living uh... stuffings out of that poor kickball. It freakin' disappeared, then re-entered the atmosphere and fell as a ball of fire somewhere in field 3! An unsuspecting kickballer on that field picked it up and looked toward the sky wondering where the heck it came from, soooo... that was technically only a triple for Frank. But that's ok! He was kicked in by Dominic Guarry on the next play. Frosty Ballin' kickers kept kicking and Whiskey Kicks kept missing. The WK's just lost their mojo and couldn't get back in the game. Every player in the entire lineup actually scored in that inning except one. (David "Peacock" Chappell, we're gonna need a little more production out of you next time, slacker!!)

During that inning, we all agreed to slow it down and just have fun once we knew it was a blowout game. We started kicking away so they had a chance to get under it and make an out, but that damn ball was cursed or something because they still couldn't get to it in time. The Whiskey Kicks declined the mercy rule and wanted to continue playing. I highly respect that decision as I was on a team where we got slaughtered once, and it's just a game so we thought "Screw it! Let's play ball and get some practice in, right?!"  So we did! We kicked away mostly and weren't aggressive at running the bases so they could practice accurate throws and such. But the score kept getting higher and higher. There were no harsh words from either side, no nasty looks. They knew that they had been beaten and we were all out there just having a little fun. They did get a few chances against us to make a scoring run to avoid the shut out.  There was a misthrow to first base and Karen Savell (gotta stop here and quote the great "Glenn Buttworth" and say THIRD PERSON ALERT!) went to back up 1st and hit a slick spot and SPLAT! Fell on her butt and couldn't get up in time to throw the ball back in. That made the score 1 to... um... a lot!  (Wait... if MK doesn't have a photo of that then it didn't happen! So...um...forget what I just said!)

In the final inning Brandon Silver of the Whiskey Kicks had just about enough of all this crap, so he took it out on the ball and socked the snot out of it! It flew over left fielder JP Wilkinson's head for a 1 run homer!  The final score was 26-2.

Oh, I know what you're thinking! 26-2?????? You bunch of ruthless, evil a$$holes!!!

That's not the case at all! And if you were actually there, you would know that. I personally have 3 great friends (my awesome Battlestar buddies!) on the WK team and I would never be a part of another team that would trounce on them, beating them into the ground until they bleed. We clapped when they made a good play, we were encouraging them when things weren't working out for them, it was all in fun. When I ran into the right fielder after running through 1st base, we shook hands and made sure we were both alright. No one was at fault. She was doing her job backing up first and I just couldn't stop in time. It's all good! (Wait a minute...isn't there a penalty for roughing the kicker??) After the game, I was even shaking the pitcher's hand while he was laughing and thanking me (sarcastically) for kicking the crap out of every ball he pitched. I only say all this because there's a heated discussion about this on the WAKA Peninsula kickball Facebook page about us ruthlessly running up the score because we could, and that's just not true. The Pounders team watched the whole game and would agree. I really like all my new Frosty Ballin' friends! We are a pretty good team and we all have great sportsmanship. And I KNOW the Whiskey Kick team is MUCH better than what they showed us Saturday. They just had an off day.

P.S.-To all you elite kickball teams that we haven't played yet: We are RUTHLESS, EVIL, A$$HOLES and will hunt you down and beat you into submission without mercy! We are coming after YOU!!  Be afraid....be very afraid!! 

Interesting Frosty Ballin' stats:
Players who kicked 1.000-Adam Henry, JP Wilkinson, Guy Sumrell, Jonathan Pilz, Lorraine Adkins, George Kiriazidis, and Karen Savell.
Most RKI's- Frank Council with 7!!!
Home Runs-Frank Council with 1 (if it weren't for the player that picked it up in field 3 it would have been 2!)
Players who kicked 1.000 for the entire season so far- Jonathan Pilz
New Stat- The only person to wipe out behind 1st base playing both offense and defense in the same game-Karen Savell... Beat that!

Oh yeah!  We're bad!  Uh huh! 

There were soooo many awesome catches we made but I've already written a frickin' book, so I'll promise to highlight more of that next time! Over and out!