May 18, 2010 Jiminy Kick-Its: Game One
Last night was the Jiminy Kick-It’s first kickball game! We didn’t win, but we didn’t do too terribly either. With the final score being 15-8 we held up against a tough entourage of competitors, one who looked extremely similar to Dave Matthews and had about the same skills as you would suspect Dave Matthews to have at such a sport. None.
The other team got unnecessarily competitive. Obviously they were a bunch of men (or should I say boys?) who are insecure trying to prove themselves on the field, or in our case, black top. At one point there was a lengthy and heated argument about “tagging up” in which several profanities were thrown like giant yellow balls at our face (hitting is allowed below the neck). At another point the men on the other team were screaming at one of the girls on their team, basically telling her to shut up because she was dumb and needed to go back to first base. Personally, if an overweight unattractive man wearing a bright orange head band with an awful 1990′s hair cut was screaming at me I would either giggle or punch him back in the face. Dependent on my mood of course. But I certainly wouldn’t just stand there. The women on our team, most of us from soccer backgrounds are highly athletic and competitive…so we get the respect that comes along with being confident women. I felt bad for the girls on the other team. It was clear that they were not enjoying themselves. But, since the rules (rather sexiest rules) require at least four females on the field at any given time, those poor girls are obligated to fulfill the season with the rest of the bright orange douche bag squad.
But, the Jiminy Kick-Its held our own. Our defense is impressive, it’s our kicking we need to work on slightly, with more direct hits than pop-flies. I was happy with myself for 1) showcasing my fast running ability and 2) faking my team and the other team out with an incredibly satisfying bunt. I got to third base before a few other outs were called (what happened next I’m not sure since I was too busy focusing on running and not smashing my face on the blacktop).
Afterwards was also a lot of fun! We headed to Fat Hippo for happy hour which included dollar PBR’s which I obviously passed on given my track record of a messy love affair with that beverage. We then went to the beer garden which had a surprising array of vegetarian german foods. I got the platter with salad, lingonberry jam, brie and a hard roll. Delicious, and the perfect treat after a well played game.
Our next game is next week. After seeing how competitive some of the other teams can be I plan on bringing my game face. Saying, “screw not having health insurance!” if diving on cement is what it takes to catch the ball to give the other team their third out and us the chance to annihilate them with our superior offensive moves, then I’m willing to take that chance. All in the name of fun.
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