The following season I decided to revive Balls & Snatchers and replace all the crappy people with good players. I was sure we would win every game and have a great time playing. Oh how I was wrong... Every week there was some new problem. Our games were either rained out or I was struggling to find enough people to play on the field. We lost every game but one. As the longest season on earth went on, the core players were finally coming together as a team.
Lucky for us, everyone makes it to the playoffs….
In true fashion, we had a rocky start. The playoffs were pushed back a week, therefore, we lost three of our main players. This left me with five original players to put on the field. Mind you, you have to have a minimum of eight. Oh joy.
Thank goodness for Angel. She found two extra players for me and even better they have played kickball. So now with a whopping seven players, we made our way to the field. Did I also mention that I was battling the bubonic plague and could barely take in one breath without hacking up a lung on the field? So pretty much, we had six good players.
Luck was on us again when the first team we were to play showed up and only had five players. They asked us if they could play since they only had one girl. They would do some crazy fandangly line up. I ‘let’ them play…because really, if my team of seven can’t beat five people, then we shouldn’t make it any further in the playoffs. That was almost my biggest mistake. They came close to beating us, but we somehow pulled it off.
On to the next game…..one of our arch nemesises (nemesi?). The Other Team. Let’s just say, that every time the played us, we got our asses handed to us. Total kickball annihilation. Did I mention that everyone from their team showed up too? Yeah, well they did. The Other Team came into the game as undefeated and left with a 12-1 LOSS under their belt! My team of seven killed them. They even had to end the game early since we were winning by so much. Sorry bout ya, suckers!
This meant we were in the CHAMPIONSHIP game! That’s right. On one of the coldest nights, my team of seven players made it to the big ‘ship. There was supposed to be a game to decide who we would play. As we waited to see if everyone for the next game would show up, we all secretly wished they wouldn’t. We would gladly take the title by default. Unfortunately that wasn’t in the cards….. one team showed up for the game and that team was our other arch nemesis. Without a break in between, my poor battered team went into the championship game…
What was one of the most emotional, crazy games ever…my team walked away with THE BIG WIN!!!!! That’s right, somehow my team, the last team in the league, somehow beat everyone the night of the playoffs and WON!
Needless to say, I forgot about all about the troubles, issues and losing games of the season and have decided to bring the Balls and Snatchers back for another season in the Spring. So if you think you have what it takes, come join us for some fun at our Victory Party!
CONGRATULATIONS, BALLS & SNATCHERS!!!
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| From Not So Secret World of Stephanie |
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