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May 10, 2006
Do Not Taunt Happy Fun Ball
In just a few hours I will be playing my first team sport (kickball) in, oh, about FIFTEEN YEARS. I'm more than a little nervous.
I don't have a good track record in team sports. I played softball in elementary school, and was doing fine, made my way up to shortstop from third base until, I don't know, somehow my luck changed. I think it was this ground ball that bounced up and gave me a big goose egg in the middle of my forehead, which then drained down until I had two black eyes for weeks. My confidence was on shaky ground after that, and then next thing you know I start throwing the bat. Finally, I totally creamed the pitcher and got ejected from the game. And of course that was a game my dad could actually attend. Oh, the shame.
So I'm a little nervous about this evening. I have several nightmare images running through my mind, most of which involve me on the ground with my pants around my knees.
At least I have some cute new sweats to wear! Although they are a little tighter than what I'm accustomed to. I hope no one judges. Jen "Slutty Sweats" SundayUndies is not a good nickname.
Luckily, kickball just involves a nice, happy friendly red ball -- how bad can it be, right? This is what I'm telling myself. But if the ball begins to smoke, I will get away immediately. Seek shelter and cover head.
Posted by jen at May 10, 2006 05:36 PM
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Do not taunt happy fun ball.
Posted by: Jeff at May 10, 2006 07:40 PM
Over here on the east coast... In Richmond Virginia... people get drunk and then play kickball. I'm sure that takes care of some of the jitters. And if Laurie's joining you, I'm sure she'd be down for it too.
P.S. I am not a stalker... I found you through Laurie's blog.
Posted by: Brandy at May 10, 2006 08:18 PM
I just have bad memories of slow baby bouncies, but then I hated all team sports in PE because I totally sucked.
Posted by: Dagny at May 10, 2006 10:05 PM
LMAO @ the safety warning.
What is kickball?
Posted by: dan at May 10, 2006 10:08 PM
UPDATE: I did not fall down; in fact, I got a base hit. However, my pants did fall down. Because I didn't tie my drawstring tight enough. Everyone got a shot of my thong. Which is the only underwear I could wear given the tightness of the sweats.
Kickball is like baseball, only with a big red rubber ball, Dan! p.s. happy belated birthday!!
Posted by: jen at May 11, 2006 12:44 AM
OK. I'm going to ask because someone is bound to. Was this moment caught on film by any chance? Congrats on the base hit though.
Posted by: Dagny at May 11, 2006 12:55 AM
Next time we are definitely drinking first!!
Posted by: Gwen at May 11, 2006 06:46 AM
"Was this moment caught on film by any chance?"
Let's hope this scandal finds its way to the dirty internet!
"Kickball is like baseball, only with a big red rubber ball, Dan!"
Do you kick it? I'm still loving that smoking safety warning...
"p.s. happy belated birthday!!"
Ahh!! Thankyou!
How did you know? (Did I announce it somewhere in a big fit of "look@me"?).
Posted by: dan at May 11, 2006 05:24 PM
yay! kickball!
congrats on finishing up your year, too!
Posted by: jennysettle at May 11, 2006 08:48 PM
Kickball was fun! I told you so!
However, post-kickball drinking? Even more fun!
Posted by: Gloria at May 12, 2006 12:00 AM
down in new orleans we play kickball and drink at the same time. we bring out some kegs o' miller and a few bottles of the captain. we have our post-game drinking scheduled as well. check out the league website at kocckickball.com
good job on the base hit. my team's undefeated.
Posted by: john at August 21, 2006 06:13 PM