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WAKA Austin – Week 8

August 20, 2009

Great season Kickballers!! As we finish week 8 and look to the playoffs, we ask ourselves many questions:  Who will win it all? Will Relax get beat by fast, free-basing hippies? What kind of skirt will Andre be wearing Thursday night?

I’ll leave you with that.. Keep pondering and good luck in the playoffs everyone!!!


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He’s baaaaaaaack…

Hello there kickballers…
It was a hell of a season and it looks like Relax walked away
with the regular season title…but wait, with a loss? Yes,
congratulations to Freebasers for defeating Relax for the first time
in club history (in Jay’s words “Dynasty history”). It was a great
game by both teams but with Freebasers limiting their errors on the
field and having a great game at the plate. It looked like the
Liver/Pitches game was going to be a close one until some screw came
loose in the Pitches fielding and Liver ran away with the victory.
No games thursday for us, but that does NOT mean we can’t drink.
So in honor of 99.7% of us dedicating our friday mornings to not
letting our bosses see our blood shot eyes I am promoting a Capital
flipcup/some form of drinking game tourney at the fields around 7:30
or so…Afterwards, a possible division trip to Jovitas sounds
good…I am pretty sure Scott misses all of us.
Finally, the playoffs…. If everyone could get out to the fields
around 10:30 am or so on saturday that would be fantastic. Just to
make sure we have everyone there and if possible, we start 5 minutes
early for once. We are doing double elimination with the last game
ending at 5pm. Liver will be out there at 9am tailgating, starting to
bbq for the afternoon, and trying to remember what happened the last 9
thursday nights. Come join us with your tents, bbq pits, coolers o`
beer and your favorite music while we mourn/celebrate the last week of
Good luck this weekend to everyone, and hope to see you out there
thursday and saturday. I appreciate all of you playing and look
forward to seeing you next season. Take care guys.



Just for entertainment, I’d like to reintroduce everyone to WAKA Austin’s Board of Directors. The decision-makers.  These are the folks that put together awesome seasons of kickball. They also sing kareoke when off the kickball clock. If interested in helping out with WAKA and brainstorming new events/ideas, shoot Cameron an email. Along with your favorite kareoke song, of course.. (Personally, I think it helps to have an iPhone when there’s no camera around and the ability to NOT carry any sort of tune. But that’s debatable.)



Walk OF Shame
For those of you who missed the Walks resounding loss against LeBALLskis, it went a little something like this:

Yeah that pretty much describes our life last week. Terrible. They dominated us. That’s ok. Back to the drawing board for Shame. On the a brighter note, we did have one MVP. The ever scrutinized Chris Sobremonte. He got on base every time he kicked and scored. He prevented a shut out. Take solace in that. Bring it like that every week, and the girls will be whispering your name (Slob… Slob… Slob…). We will bounce back. Besides, wanted to see my ass and legs way more than I wanted to see his, so he had his team play out of their minds for one week only. Typical. What the hell was I thinking?? Effing skirt… Oh well.

Now it’s on to playoffs. We like to model ourselves after our kickball idols, Kids in Rehab. Last season, they had almost the exact same trouble we did. Had a murderous schedule. Bad regular season record. Then BOOM… killed it in the playoffs. That’s our new goal. Worst regular season in Walks history followed by the best playoffs in Shame history too. What better way to kick it off then play against our old playoff nemesis from last season, Weapons of Mass Consumption. Nice folks. But it was probably the most intense game ever. It went 8 innings. We haven’t forgotten. I know they haven’t forgotten about it. They’ve come long nicely since last season. They are still bottom dwellers, and this year we join them. Should make for a great teams with two teams having absolutely no expectations of greatness from anyone. We’ll see you folks out there on the field. No mercy!!!

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We thought having one of our pitchers dress up as Billy Ray Cyrus would throw off the offense but alas, the mullet just wasn’t enough. Kudos to Steven “the Foot” Crosley for scoring our only run of the game and Chris “Happy Feet” Neumann for kicking him in. Shout outs to Kai, Jeremy, Emily and the outfield for stellar defense.

Another tough loss, but another well played game. Lady Luck was definitely on Hannah Montana’s side.


Relax and Let It Happen

We lost for the first time in a long time. We didn’t play well, but we don’t want to take anything away from The Freebasers’ efforts. They deserved to win. It’s good for a powerhouse to get caught slipping every now and then, because it reignites the fire. We will never take winning for granted again, and we can’t wait to play The Freebasers in what will probably be the Championship on Saturday.


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Great game Pitches.

Alright, let’s go straight to the shout outs.  First off, Nasty Nate returns after a 3 week hiatus with some new scars to show off and grabs MVP of the game.  He was solid at short stop and had a home run and a triple.  Bryan made a most impressive grab at 1st base to get the out while also logging two RBI’s.  James returned after a small hiatus to drive in 2 runs and pitch a 1-2-3 shutout inning.  PQ confidently took over the 4th spot in the lineup and pulled in an RBI.  John was on base 3 for 3 and Jake had 2 singles!  Phrog grabs defensive player of the game shutting down the bunts from Pitches.  No ball got in the air he didn’t pull down for the out.  As for the ladies….well, they rocked, as usual.
We are finally starting to gel and what better time.  We could just be a real force to be reckoned with come this Saturday’s playoffs.  With just the right amount of Bloody Mary’s, confidence, courage, beer, shots, beer, courage, and shots we could shock the system and win it ALL!!!

1-2-3 LIVER!!!


Big LeBALLski’s

The LeBALLSki’s learned a lot of good things last week.  The main one being that Dre’s trash talk literally means nothing.  The next being that we are awesome, and the last being that we had a great time playing WoS and we love you, Dre.  Sorry if the bleeding hasn’t stopped yet though…

The girls were amazing.  Getting on base, great base running, excellent field presence… we really couldn’t have asked for more.  Chase’s first inning bomb with one on set the pace for the game and we rolled our way to a 7-1 Victory.

We would be COMPLETELY remiss if I did not mention Bruce’s 5th inning swan dive to catch a ball in the outfield.  He laid out as much, if not more, than humanly possible.  That gave us the defensive “can do” to finish out the game.  So great.

So it looks like we finished 3rd for the season.  Not sure how to feel about that, but I’m pretty sure this guy on the right does:


Can’t wait to see all you guys in the playoffs.  And be ready, because “[we’re] throwin rocks tonight!!”




The Teabagger’s would like to thank everyone at WAKA for a great season, far better than the competing kickball organizations in Austin, who shall remain nameless.  While we weren’t able to teabag everyone we would have liked this season, we were able to teabag several quality teams.  I would like to take special note of Walk of Shame, who have gratuitously stolen their logo picture from the alma mater of several of the Teabagger’s and greatest university on earth: The Ohio State University.

Being connoisseurs of the finest arts, we refuse to go on and on about the droll details of this week’s game.  We refuse to mention that the opposing team contains at least one former Division I athlete and certainly we refuse to discuss the Fireballer’s PREVIOUSLY undefeated flip cup status.  No, instead, we chose to express ourselves through the majesty of cultivated photography, which more fully captures the essence of the entire night.



Baby Jesus



Short and sweet this week..

Good luck to all the teams tonight!!

See ya’ll on the field!!!

6:45 pm

Field 2:  Hanna Montana v. XXX Men
Field 3:  Walk of Shame v. Weapons of Mass Consumption
Field 4:  Bobcats, Pumas and Dawgs v. Stunder

7:30 pm

Field 2:  Baby Jesus v. Sexy Pitches
Field 3:  Booze on 1st v. iKickballs

8:15 pm

Field 2:  Toe Blasters v. Smirkin Merkins
Field 3:  Been There Balled That v. Ace of 2nd Base


WAKA Austin – Week 7

August 13, 2009


Great week of games everyone! We had lot’s of exciting matchups, flip-cup in the park, dance parties and a weekend tournament for the books. Read on for a special edition of “Game of the Year” and hear a clip of Bobby Bones and his crew discussing losing to our own WAKA players this weekend!

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Well congrats kickball peeps.  This Thursday will be the last Thursday of the regular season.  I know what you’re thinking… Please, Ninja, don’t let kickball be over.  Don’t you guys worry.  We got playoff’s coming up and because we like ALL of you so much.  You will all be included.  Look forward to a schedule for that.  But I’d plan on some of you playing next Thursday and then the rest playing Saturday the 22nd.  A little birdie told me that.  I was on drugs.  It was awesome.

So just in case you’ve been coasting through this season and not paying attention to anyone or anything, as many of us are so inclined to do, I thought I would give you some lessons you should have learned from this wonderful thing we call WAKA kickball:

1. When in doubt, pack more brew.  I mean, I know that we got an attractive group of kickballers, but it never hurts to add an extra lens to those beer goggles you got workin.

2. The Ref’s are your friends.  I don’t even feel bad admitting that I leaned one way on a call because someone liked my write up last week.  Hey, be nice to us and we will be nice to you.  Unless you are an official Waka rep, in which case, I am always unbiased and perfect.  For real though, it helps to be cool with us.  We love you guys.

3. Write something for the Gmot.  I mean, pressure other teams to do it, because I’m assuming if you read this that you do your part.  It’s a great way to talk trash, keep in touch, waste time at work, and all other things.  Also, go find that girl that plays for “Booze on first.”  Dark Brown Hair, or is it black… Anywho, that is Lacy, she does the Gmot and she should get an award for that trash.

4. Pegging:  Not always the best option.  You know the big plays happen on overthrows and missed pegs right?  Always way your options and remember that the pitchers mound is your friend.

I know I got some more wisdom in there for you but you’ll have to find me on the fields this week and I’ll give it to you then (TWSS).  Here’s looking to a good week with some good games. Oh, and come root on Big Leballski’s at 8:15 and make Dre wear a skirt next week.  You’re not going to want to miss that.


Have You Seen Me???

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help. please...

I used to turn in writeups (way freaking late) as the President of Capital.  Answers to the name “grandma with a douchebag hat.” (see Bobby Bones radio show segment below) Have I gone off the deep end??? Have I turned to the dark side?? Yelling obscenities on the sidelines (like Jay Russell) and snorting what I’m hoping is drugs??

We, the fans of the GMOT miss your enlightening (not even) writeups containing what some may think to be far more I’s, Me’s, and My’s than what is kosher.. Come back from your writer’s block!


Bobby Bones Tourney CHAMPS!


Once again, the brave and valiant warriors of WAKA came together from their scattered teams and stepped outside our happy family to spread the gospel of kickball to the unwashed masses.  After a harrowing loss in the finals of the winners bracket, we responded and won three straight, the last two over the arch nemesis that is Bobby Bones and captured the tournament.  Props are in order to the players.

Aimie: Kicking cleanup all day, driving in runs with an upset stomach.  Let’s not forget sliding into second and injuring yourself (the Clay Logue play) when we were up 10 runs.
Kari: Stellar defense right up the middle, kept turning over the offense AND lodged two homeruns.  She’s kind of a big deal.
Anne: Recorded the final out of the tournament, scored a boatload of runs.  Also kept her streak of getting hit in the face alive, well done.
Allie: Leadoff kicker extraordinare.  I think you batted about .950.  My bad getting you doubled off.
David: Making his tourney debut, caught everything in a three-zipcode radius.  More importantly, kept Jay and Joey MARGINALLY in check.  Huge accomplishment.
Grant: The other rookie on the squad, 2nd best walk up music.  Would have had another rbi but I have no ups.
Jonah: Consumate pro.  Lefty power, great on defense, running, drinking.
Josh: Flashing the wheels on defense and defense, coaching everyone up on the base paths.
Justin: 317 putouts in center field.  Bobby Bones’ team was calling you the MVP before the game was even over.
Jay: Yeah you filled in at pitching and kicked well and made some laser throws from 3rd base to get outs that we had no business getting.  What have you done for me lately?
Joey: Brought the big leg, the hands, the Cabo Wabo.  Most impressively, nailed Lunchbox Dan when he took the big turn from 3rd.  Priceless look on his face.

Honorable mention to Ryan who didn’t even play but still managed to get bashed and called out on a syndicated radio show.  That’s impressive.

Final score in seven games:  WAKA 51, everyone else 16.

Thanks to everyone who came out and supported us and everyone who played.  It was a blast and I’m looking forward to the next tourney so we can share kickball with others.

For your entertainment, Bobby Bones gives a shout out to WAKA Kickballers… kinda: (Scroll down to”Kickball” podcast)





Hey kids,

First, I would like to thank Sloane from the Teabaggers for selling jello shots while I was on vacation a couple of weeks ago.  Everyone said she did a great job!  Second,  We have broken $1000, YAY!  Jello shot sales have raised over $1000 for the Town Lake Animal Shelter.  I am so excited that we are going to be able to give them so much at the end of the season.  Third, so many of our teams have been stepping up and purchasing jello shots… but the big spenders are still Weapons of Mass Consumption and the Smirkin Merkins, so congrats to both of those teams for consistently getting wasted.  Just in case you are wondering it is perfectly ok to have more than 10 jello shots.  I personally had more than 15 two weeks ago and everything turned out ok.

I try to make it to all of the games to sell jello shots but the last couple weeks I have been finding myself stuck under the tree.  So if I don’t make it over to your game, come find me under the tree.  I’m the brunette with the awesome Jello Shot backpack and black and white striped socks!

See ya at the fields,
Jello Shot Bartender



Hello Flip-cuppers,

The transition from Jovitas to the fields went fairly well this week. I’ve received a ton of positive feedback and everyone seemed to be really excited about playing on the fields. I even had a larger turnout this week because some of the teams that don’t normally play at the bar showed up in full force. Look for me again after your games this week!

Referee pick of the week: Sexy Pitches vs Weapons of Mass Consumption. Daniel and Jason brought two well matched teams to the table. The game was all tied up and both teams decided to do a full-cup anchor match to decide the game. WOMC was ahead when Jason started chugging his cup of beer, but then out of nowhere Mila the birthday girl slammed down her beer and flipped the Sexy Pitches to victory! I haven’t seen a girl chug like that since Ashley won the chug-off for YLLINAD last season! You go girl!!

Regular reminders for this week: Please make sure to bring enough beer to your games to play flip cup with after, or make sure and run to the corner store to get some more after your game is over. I’m not really keeping by the schedule exactly. Whenever both teams get teams together with enough beer, then we’ll start ya! See you all on Thursday!

Keep the beer flowin’ and the cups flippin’…

~ Jen


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On the field…

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And now, the highly anticipated…

Game of the Year

Game of the week never made an appearance this season, so we’ll make up for the previous seven weeks with a game of the YEAR column.  You’ve heard the rumors building up to this one.  An innocent prank involving one player shaving another player’s back degenerated into acts of revenge, culminating with one team kidnapping the other team’s pet goats.  Now it will finally be settled on the kickball field.  Winner gets bragging rights, fame and groupies with questionable morals.  Loser gets humiliated, mocked and booed off the field.  And did I mention the losing Captain will be wearing a skirt?

With that in mind, I asked each Captain some questions leading up to the contest.  Here are their answers.  Read thoroughly and place your bets accordingly.

On the bet itself: What possessed you to bet on “the loser wears a skirt” as opposed to a more traditional bet like “the loser washes and waxes the winner’s car while wearing a bikini and high heels?”

Grant McClendon:
“I think the skirt bet was more appropriate for this bet because of the possible reactions that it will ensue.  Anyone can wear bikinis and heels.  And Andre does just that on a regular basis.  I wanted to give him something new to do.  Also… I’ve noticed some lovely ladies around the league and wanted to give them a treat.  That treat will be some nice, chocolate man thighs sticking out for all of creation to see.  You’re welcome, ladies.”

Andre Rodgers: “I’m a gambler. I’m halfway to being the next Charles Barkley. I needed help in making these games more interesting. What better way than to risk a man’s dignity? We are both grown men playing kickball, so I figure we didn’t have too much of it left to lose anyway. And truth be told, you don’t want to see my tummy hanging out of a bikini.  I saved the league a lot of vomit. You’re welcome by the way.”

On last week’s results versus season result:  “What is more important, overall record, which favors (Big LeBALLskis) or the momentum from last week, which favors (Walk of Shame)?”

GM: “You know, I would say that our overall record is more important.  We lost to the team that won the Texas Cup.  I think we have played well against them in the past and I really wanted to challenge my team and see what they have.  Now that we know we have the goods to put up a season, we can work on the things we didn’t do well last week and come with a team that is sure to WIN this week.”

AR: “Momentum. Duh. They lost to Relax, and it wasn’t close. They may be questioning themselves. I know exactly what they are going through and it’s hard to get out of that rut. If they don’t, Grant is going to be dressed like a whore.”

On last week’s game:  Grant’s question:  ”Last week you suffered some injuries and had to bribe players from other teams with promises of child pornography (LaceFace) and a Russian mail-order bride (A. Steiny.)  Will you have a full team tonight and what will you use to motivate your players?”

GM: “We’re coming with a full team to rock your face off this week.  My guys and gals are hungry.  I have starved them for weeks in anticipation of this game.  I have put a Zoolander-esque trance upon them that says destroy balls thrown by large black men.  While I know this is a good e-thought at all times, they will be more hungry and more ready for blood than ever.  Literally.  I want at least one of my guys to bite them.”

Andre’s question:  “Last week you finally showed some of that Walk of Shame circa Winter 2009 with a late rally to win the game.  What’s been different this season and why have you sucked up to this point?”

AR: “We haven’t just sucked this year, we’ve sucked ass. But that’s ok. I think we were trying too hard to make everything go right. We weren’t playing as loose as we normally do, and it showed. After we lost to Baby Jesus, we went and threw a Thug Night party. We jumped a guy. And we felt way better. We then went out and beat Dunder. We’re coming back around.”

On their common opponent:  “You guys played Relax much closer than they did.  But they beat Sit on my Base.  Can you talk about how much better your team fared against Relax and ignore the results from the Sit on my Base game?”

AR: “I was hoping you would ask that question. There is something to be said for pushing the best in the league, possibly the nation, to a 1-1 tie after 5 innings. And Relax was lucky to have a tie after those 5 innings. And they know it. We won’t talk about the unfair tiebreaker. Grant’s team wasn’t even close to scoring against Relax. I’m not even sure if they ever left the field last Thursday. They may be out there right now still dancing.”

On Walk of Shame’s biggest weakness:  “Walk of Shame has a history of choking in crucial spots.  Do you have a specific strategy in mind to play to that weakness in their game?”

GM: “Funny you should mention WoS and choking.  Not really sure what it has to do with this. But I’m sure they do that.  A lot.  I’d say that when they start choking we will pounce on them like Richard Simmons on a young helpless male.  Except we won’t fondle them, we will just kick lots of runs.”

Any last words to the other team?

GM: “Maroon is the color of bloody poop.”

AR: “Their pitcher is their best player, hands down. It’s true. She can do it all. Run, jump, pitch, kick, and possibly model. She’s that talented. But it takes having players like Kris, Louis, Slob, Mizzy, Cindy, Drea, Jorge, and Karen to make some real noise in this league.”

There you have it folks.  No love lost between these two.  Will the LeBALLskis rebound and enter the playoffs on a high note?  Or will Walk of Shame really spring the upset this time and spare us all the sight of Dre in an XXXL miniskirt?  Be sure to come early and stay late Thursday to find out.



Ok so Limo riding and Whis-quila shots took over our kickball prowess but we recovered in time for a Flip Cup shutout over the 40 Bounces to Freedom!   BTW: Where was everybody?? ….not at Jovita’s for post game!




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Another weak-fiended turnout for the Freebasers last week, although with a much more potent outcome. A whopping six baseheads showed up for the game, but thanks to a lenient opponent and a generous motley crew of substitute addicts, we fielded a full team worth playing with. Thanks to everyone who stepped up and helped a wobbly-kneed team of fiends in need of a fix. We couldn’t have done it without y’all. And thanks to Liver Let Die for letting us pick up the extra corner boys.

Playing Liver is always a pleasure. Good friendly competition and trash talking. This week’s game epitomized the difference between Live and Capital rules. It was a defensive stalmate all the way, but we were high enough to snort up a few runs to support some solid pitching and clutch fielding from all. Good stuff all around.

The game’s the game. Win or get got.




Another close game against a very respectable 0-6 team, you guys are much better than the record shows. Sporting a lackluster ugly shirt turnout, iKickballs got down in the first inning. The xxxmen had a speedy and solid hitting top of the order that got them off to a 1-0 start along with Adam’s best interpretation of Bill Buckner in the 1986 World Series (Look it up if you aren’t a Mets fan, or weren’t alive then). The dust bowl that existed between 2nd and 3rd base didn’t help matters much.

But our team has become known for great defense and comebacks. In what was the 3rd inning, i believe, we mounted our comeback and Adam made amends. Kris got a hit and eventually moved over to 3rd, with help from Brandon and Carly, where Adam drove him in. Adam later scored on a kick from Rachel or Drake, not sure. These are the facts I have, so if I’m wrong, be sure to berate me at the next game, and I’ll buy you a beer…the dust may have seeped into my brain. We had some other decent scoring opportunities, but weren’t able to finish.

We had awesome displays of speed and acrobatics from Chris our 40 drinking CF, great catches from Jeremy, our 40 drinking 3B. Some dynamic combo plays from sister Emily and little-big brother Kai that only siblings could have. Carly did a great job as volunteer catcher, confirmed by T.J., who did not yell at her.

We shut down the last inning with some more solid pitching by T.J.’s hair, an amazing catch by Emily, who claimed it hurt her boobs, another spectacular grab from Jeremy and a final catch by Kai, who prophesied his catch before they even kicked it.

Another tough flip cup loss that came down to the final. The better we get at kickball, the worse we are doing at flip cup. Can the two not co-exist? Come back next week to find out.

Special thanks to Kai and Emily’s Dad, who unknowingly provided most of the ugly shirts.


Baby Jesus

Buddy Jesus

Those who don’t change are doomed to become extinct.  We’ve taken that to heart with Baby Jesus.  This season, we’ve spent our time playing four fantastic innings and one awful one.  Last week, we decided to turn that on its head and play four sub-par innings with one really awesome one.  It’s all about evolution, er, creationism.

We only did it with ten players too.  Jen was kidnapped in Costa Rica, Sean was suffering from sugar withdrawal, Mike was deported to Canada and Colin was trapped in the closet.  We held on the defense for three innings, but in the bottom of the 4th the Dawgs broke through with great kicking and artful dodging on the basepaths.  Things looked grim.

Miya, waiting for a neck transplant, started with a single.  Glen hadn’t played in two weeks and has some anger issues anyway and he kicked the ball to Barton Springs.  Chris got on and with two outs, Kia brought home two runs.  Clutch.  Then we gave back one run and had the bases loaded with one out, but turned two to end it.

So this is what a winning streak feels like…

Hallelujah Amen.

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We whooped em so bad they didn’t even want to play us in flip cup…. 11-2 😉
Nuff said!


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Relax and Let it Happen


By beating two teams that never really gave us any competition, we have officially won our 4th consecutive regular season championship. It feels great to be a member of one of the greatest dynasties in recreational sports history. Our dynasty is like the Zhou Dynasty of China and the Roman Empire, because we execute bitches and we build roads to victory.

Those games weren’t as intense as what happened after our 2nd victory of the night, where we celebrated like real champions would…with a dance-off. Some say it was fueled by emotion. Some say it was fueled by beer. And then some people say it was fueled by the kickball gods, who get off by watching us play. Whatever it was fueled by, it was magical, and for those watching it, orgasmic. We shook and gyrated our hot, sweaty, and athletic bodies to the beat like our lives depended on it. We formed a circle, and we all took turns dancing in the middle. Shout out to Jennifer who took it up a notch with her Kerri Strug-like cartwheel in the middle of the dance circle. Not too many people can fall as graceful as her. And not too many people can pop, lock, and drop it like Nicole. She can run fast, but she can shake it faster. During the celebration, Whitney and Katie let loose their inner love for ladies, and couldn’t help but dance with each other and with Nicole. Shannon, whose boyfriend was present, kept it as clean as possible when she shook it on the dance…grass, and tried not to laugh at the aforementioned boyfriend’s moves.

We play The Freebasers this week, one of our arch-nemesis. It’ll be fun to play a team who has the ability to challenge us.

So, for all of you who hate us, love us, or are somewhere in between, you should just get to know us off of the field, and then relax and let it happen.



XXX-Men are still in the basement in the TxLive Kickball Standings, but we had our best showing Week 7 against iKickballs, losing only 1-2.  The following players made an appearance: (top row L-R) WhorePath, Archanal, Girl Rider, Crotch Storm, SliceMan, (middle L-R) Creamy Cat, Moneyshot, Weapon Sex, (bottom L-R) Shadowclit, Sabrecooch, Lady Breastrike.

XXX-Men Week 7

Highlights of Kickball Game:

Great catches:
Bi-Curious Clops with two pop ups to right field, Lady Breastrike at supershort catching with her neck, and SliceMan catching a line drive inches off the ground
Base kicks: Archanal (scored only run), Shadowclit, Moneyshot, SliceMan, WhorePath
Defensive plays: Lady Breastrike hooked up with Creamy Cat for a crucial stop at third, Sabrecooch pegs runner on the way to second and later goads the same runner when a fellow teammate was running home, “Hey, aren’t you gonna try to run to third,” where SliceMan pegged her out. (Sabrecooch feels just a little bit bad about that one, but only a little…)

However, all that wasn’t enough for the win as iKickballs prevailed with a solid kicking game, but this grouping of Apple employees (no, seriously) wouldn’t expect any less from a team with such a name.  It was one hell of a game, and we were looking forward to the best part of the night…

XXX-men park

This was probably the most exciting game to date as it was on new turf and it was a back and forth battle that came down to the final round.  XXX-Men claimed victory on the 1st, 3rd, and 5th rounds, surviving the scares of rounds 2 and 4.  Best inter-team interaction of the night:

Beginning of second round:
Lady Breastrike: We need to have the same amount of beer in our cups.
iKickballs Lead-Off: Does it matter? I’ve got like 80 pounds on you.
Lady Breastrike: (quietly) I can still beat you.

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Lady Breastrike did in fact beat him in the chugging, but drank the beer with a little too much enthusiasm, which led to it going all over her face and up the nose.  Ouch.  However, three rounds later, victory would be ours.  Week 7 Team: Archanal, Lady Breastrike, Weapon Sex, Creamy Cat, and Shadowclit.

We’ve got one kickball game left to save ourselves from total shame.  Smerkin’ Merkins, you’re our final notch on the season bedpost.  LET’S GET IT ON!

Love, the XXX-Men

P.S. Jen, Mistress of Flip Cup, agreed to an exhibition rematch of Baby Jesus vs. XXX-Men in Week 8.  You don’t wanna miss this…

Flip Cup Team w Jen


40 Bounces to Freedom

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Birthdays, whiskila, and scratch-offs, OH MY! In the words of Brittany, the girl who STILL has a bday hangover, “This week was one for the books, y’all!” 40 Bounces enjoyed playing Wendell and the BTBT crew and REALLY enjoyed the post-game shots. Thanks for a great game! We can always count on the BTBT’s to play hard and party harder. We’re looking forward to having our full team back this week as we go up against Kickopotomus and go for yet another W. See you at the fields!

Who’s house? BOUNCE HOUSE!


Walk OF Shame

Finally!!!!! It only took 4 weeks but the Walks did it. We won. We’re back! Everyone needs a slump buster sometime. We would like to officially thank Dunder for coming through and helping the cause. Defense was stout and finally morale was high. We had some added help from our arch-rivals in capital, Relax. Joey killed it out there with some good kicking. The offensive boost was just what we needed. We may suck ass, but we are definitely working on it!

Our new leadoff (wo)man, Mizzy, completely showed our old leadoff man what it meant to get on base when kicking first in the lineup. It may be her new place in the kicking lineup for the rest of the year. Oh, and she scored!! Hell yes. As a matter of fact, she’s this week’s MVP. Our old leadoff man scored too, but that was only after he was replaced in the lineup. If you think you can act right for the rest of the year, let me know, and you can have your job back. In the meantime, you’ve gotten your cookies taken from you by a girl. A girl! Nonetheless, you folks played AMAZING. I loved the pitching by committee. We used 4 different pitchers before finally letting Drea close out the show. Total team effort. I am really looking forward to how we fare in the playoffs. I’m ready to sneak up on some teams… Keep working on it team!!!

Last thing, for the past few weeks, some of you may have noticed the a member of LeBallski’s talking about how I’m going to wear a skirt, because they’re going to beat us. He’s said this at least 3 times this season on the GMOT. Now I’m prone to talking a little shit, but I’ve left him alone til now. If you aren’t familiar with some of the things he’s been saying, he basically reminds the Walks of this kid…

We aren’t gonna lose. We’re gonna win. Grant, you’ve messed up son. Get ready to wear that skirt and change your name to Bridget come playoffs. I’m out for blood. Hope your team can come through for you. You’re about to feel what it’s like to look slutty.



Where My Pitches At?

Last week the “Pitches” faced off against Relax and Let it Happen, for round
2. This time we pulled off a run, and game ended at 5-1. I’d say that’s a
step up from 10-0 from the last beat down. Jay, and his usual charming self,
was a delight to compete against in Roshambo. Perfect manners, such a little


Kristin and Nathan provided the team with a delicious sangria, which was
also enjoyed by only the elite non-‘Pitches’ WAKA players.

After the game, E-money and myself found ourselves on a make-shift motley
crew for flip cup (a few smirkin’ merkins, big leballski’s, and been there
balled thats). Did that matter? No, we still beat Relax’s ass, handily. We’d
like to thank PBR, nectar of the gods.


Watch out this week as we bring the thunder from down under (sorry Pres
Logue, not your favorite dancers of La Bare)…to the game against Liver Let
Die. There will be so much flair, beer, kick-ass, sarcasm, spider monkeys,
hate, angina, the beginning stages of liver failure,Charlemagne (pre-magna
carta fame), a ‘bi-curious’ hobo, strom thurmond, and kickball chi* that no
one will know what hit them. Basically, Hurricane Pitches is expected to hit
the field at 645 pm, so watch the fuck out!




pro-euthanasia since 1942
your friendly ‘Pitches’


Sit On My Base


Ephraim’s Take
by Ephraim Johnson, life-observer

Fresh air.  A round of kickball.  Winning, as Sit On My Base did again last week.  But why?  You’ll never be this young again, and lord knows, you’ll never FEEL this young again…I’m living proof of that…so why haven’t you taken up a meaningful pursuit, like say, watching more television?

Why, back in my day, we used to believe in self-reliance.  But all you whippersnappers want to do is make new friends.  Get back in the house for a change!  Why spend all your time in the company of others?  They’ll only die on you.  But the warm glow of the television…now that’s forever.

Young people today lack the discipline and stick-to-it-ivness required to watch all eleven seasons of Cheers in a single sitting.  Sure, you want to swim in your organic spring-fed pools and bask in the sun, but goddammit, when are you gonna pull your head out of your ass and really give Melrose Place the respect it deserves?

I suppose you have it all figured out.  Don’t have much time for an old s.o.b. like me.  But I’m telling you, one of these you’re going to wake up and realize that all the best sitcoms are off the air and won’t go to DVD until after you’re dead.  Oh, and you can forget about syndication.

Ephraim Johnson is a lecturer and columnist.  He lives in Houston, Texas.


Big LeBALLski’s

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The playoff bracket will be posted Friday the 14th. Good luck!!

Week 8 Schedule – August 13th

Field 1: Toe Blasters v. Been There Balled That
Field 2: Liver Let Die v. Where’s my Pitches at?
Field 3: Baby Jesus v. Sexy Pitches
Field 4: Smirkin Merkins v. XXX Men

Field 1: 40 Ounces to Victory! v. Steven Seagal’s Dunder Siege
Field 2: Hannah Montanta’s Sax Tape v. iKickballs
Field 3: Relax and Let it Happen v. Freebasers
Field 4: Red Rockets v. Sit on my Base

Field 1: Tyrannical Teabaggers v. Fireballs
Field 2: Big LeBALLskis v. Walk of Shame
Field 3: Technicality v. Freebasers
Field 4: 40 Bounces to Freedom v. Kickopotamus X

Field 1: Booze on 1st v. Bobcats, Pumas and Dawgs
Field 2: Ace of 2nd Base v. Weapons of Mass Consumption


See everyone on the fields…


dre for gmot


WAKA Week – 6

August 6, 2009

Check out more pictures from Week 6 here. Merkins, raunchy shirts, you know, the usual kickball entertainment.



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My Kickball Peeps:

After two long weeks of being an enigmatic and mysterious Prez, I shall make my triumphant return to kickball this Thursday.  I’m looking to renting a horse for such an occasion but I’ll probably just drive the same pick em up truck that I’ve been rocking since I was 16.  Yes… I know that was 9 years ago… No, I don’t care how pathetic that sounds.

I hope all of you have had a wonderful time in kickball land in my absence.  I know I was completely miserable thinking that I was without kickball, flip cup, getting yelled at while reffing and seeing your smiling faces.

Because I’m a ninja and I’m tuned in to the powers of the universe, I thought I would provide you all with your horoscope for this week.  Please read and enjoy.

Aries- You will notice a burning desire to paint all of your skin green and stand behind the weather man as he makes his B.S. predictions.

Taurus- At least once this week a bird will fly into your car.  Don’t worry, you will have the opportunity to poo on it while it rests gingerly in the shade.

Gemini- Your laundry pile will appear to speak to you while you are changing in the morning.  Do not worry.  That is simply Pee Wee Herman spying on you.

Cancer- While you can’t explain the urge to pee so often, you are strangely thankful that it does not burn quite so much anymore.

Leo- A dog will run across your path three times with a pink ribbon in its mouth.  Then it will hump your leg.  Sorry, Leo.

Virgo- A long lost friend will visit you unexpected.  And stay way too long.  And eat all your food. And upper deck your toilet.  That friend is hot.  You don’t care.

Libra- Driving will seem much more difficult and you will feel unfocused and unalert.  You are drunk.  And riding a unicycle.  Idiot.

Scorpio- Ben Affleck will seem charming again.  Matt Damon untalented.  It will be opposite day.

Sagittarius- You will make a perfect “that’s what she said joke” to a feminist.  She will kick you.  Hard. You will cry.  And she’ll laugh.  You will be me.  Everyday of my life.

Capricorn- You will encounter a man in a long trench coat with running shoes and ankle socks.  Do NOT say you would like to see his “watches for sale.”

Aquarius- Someone of the opposite sex will compliment you on your persona.  They want to sleep with you.  This should be obvious.

Pisces- Bums will not even look at you as they approach your window.  The blood on the hood and the sign that says “I Kill People I don’t Know” will only be part of the reason.



August 1st, 2009 is a day that will live in infamy. Not only was it the largest, most successful kickball party we’ve had to date, but it was also the MOST OFFENSIVE.  That is no small feat. As you veterans know, there have been some pretty offensive goings on. Spin the bottle on the boat, random blind pig hookups, finding yourself naked on a roof… wait. Forget that part. Anyway, I am going to have to let the pictures speak for themselves.   In them you’ll see a prince dance off, blow up doll porn, allusions to STDs, bigamy, blasphemy, on stage dancing with a bloody baby and a hell of a lot of sweat.


Suffice to say I am quite appalled and amazed how completely incredibly inappropriate you are. Well played WAKA, well played.

View WAKA’s innapropriate t-shirters at your own risk.. (once link opens, click ‘slideshow’)

Hello Flip-cuppers,

This week was our exhibition week because your trusty ref was off learning how to wage the war against cybercrime. We had some scheduling conflicts with other subs, so Cameron and I decided to forego scoring during week 6. All games will run as scheduled this week at THE FIELD! We’ll play under the trees by the bleachers. So come out for that friendly drinking competition that you love!! Afterwards head to Jovita’s for the usual drink and food specials, minus the flipcup. Don’t mess with Texas.

Regular reminders for this week: Please bring enough beer for your team before you get to the table. As always, I’ll be trying to keep the games going. Keep an ear out for me yelling out team names. I’m short, so you may hear me coming before you see me.

Keep the beer flowin’ and the cups flippin’…
~ Jen


live flip

capt flip


And on the fields

live field

capt field


Relax and Let it Happen

Seeing that we are a dynasty, there are two types of teams that we face. The first type is the team that is just happy to be on the same field as us. They are in awe, and they usually can’t help but to marvel at our athletic mastery and grace. They take pictures, ask for autographs, and one girl asked me to “caress her body all the way down.”

The second type of team wants to beat you more than anything. They practice extensively before games, talk shit to boost their collective self-esteems, and, believe it or not, believe that they can beat us. Liver Let Die is one of these teams. They are an excellent team with a lot of veterans, but they ran into the Dream Team of kickball. You see, we didn’t play up to our abilities in our win last week against Walk of Shame (I heard ya’ll lost AGAIN this week?). So I guess we took it out on Liver Let Die.

We beat them 12-1. It was nothing short of a massacre. I mean, we usually beat lesser teams like that, but not a team like Liver Let Die who actually thinks they can beat us. Shout out to Ryan Logue, who kept mentioning how much he wished he could play as though it would’ve made a difference. Later, we all thought about it and had a good laugh amongst ourselves. Sometimes, I still think back on it while sitting in my study and laugh so hard that I shit myself. Which isn’t a good thing, considering I don’t have any toilet paper in there. I just have to walk around with mud butt all day.

Our girls continued to be more athletic and prettier than yours. Shannon had a pretty cool catch out at shortstop on a line drive up the middle. It reminded me of “The Catch” by forty-niner great Dwight Clark. Nicole, Whitney, and Katie were unstoppable at the plate and on the bases. They didn’t have to do too much on the field because Jay’s pitching prowess was shutting shit down like Mark Buerhle. BWalk!!!, who’s bday was the day before our game, sobered up long enough to turn in another great game. Jim and David are getting better every game, and Joey and I continued to do things others wish they could do. We’ll play Liver Let Die again, and I’m sure they’ll play better. Maybe we’ll beat them 12-2 next time.

If you ever turn a corner and find yourself surrounded by a bunch of good looking athletic people in light blue shirts, just Relax and Let it Happen.


IiKick MG_0177We may not be first in kickball standings, we may not be first in the flip cup standings, but by golly did we outshine the competition in the inappropriate t-shirt contest. I knew our team was totally inappropriate. Congrats to “Fag-o-meter,” “Deer in the Headlights,” and “Abstinence, 99.9% effective”.
Donning Santa gear, iKickballs was hoping for Xmas in July by unwrapping a “W” in the win column. Things looked pretty bleak as Santa placed us on the naughty list, and filled Dunder’s stockings with 3 runs in the first inning. If that wasn’t bad enough, Santa full on incapacitated our short stop, “Tiny Tim” style, crutch and all. I’m pretty sure he even went so far as to pull down his jolly pants and mooned some of our players, causing temporary blindness and a couple dropped balls, his and some kickballs.

Xmas would not be lost, however. T.J., cursing the white bearded he-devil known as Saint Nick, tossed the Santa hat to the ground, shouting “long live Chanukkah!” and started the rally back to respectability, scoring the first run for our side.

A few innings of great pitching and defense from both sides, including spectacular catches from Drake of the Jungle, Adam of the Nine Fingers, and Jeremy being Jeremy. The Dunder pitcher  made an amazing catch that was called a trap, but was so spectacular he should have gotten the call. He dug down so far to get it, when he came up, it looked like he came out of a coal mine.

Other great plays during that scoring drought, but definitely worth mentioning included some great hits by Carly and Rachel and what could possibly be the first swinging strikeout in Waka history by the mighty Kai. When you swing for the fences you have to put all you got into it.

Katie, purchased some colorful jello shots that sparkled like Xmas lights. These were knocked back like figgy pudding and we were ready to roll out the last inning.

A nice last inning rally featured the first iKickballs inside the park home run by Steven “the Foot” Crosley followed by a triple by Chris “Dick in the Box” Neumann who thankfully waited till he got home to unwrap his gift. A well placed kick by Rachel to third scored the tying run. Take that Satan, I mean Santa.

Another tough loss at flip cup. Thanks Dunder for buying the beers, you stay classy.

Join us next week as hopefully Tommy Bahama will be on our side, aka Ugly Shirt Thursday.


Baby Jesus

Buddy Jesus

I can’t think of an adequate description for the game last week.  There was trash talking.  Boobs.  Tears.  And that was just during rock-paper-scissors.  When the dust had settled and the final out was recorded, Baby Jesus had pulled off a completely expected, non-upset, besting Walk of Shame 2-0.  (FYI Andre, if both teams have the same record coming in, it isn’t an upset.)

There were kudos galore to give out.  Mike was 2-2 from the leadoff spot with an RKI and scored the eventual winning run.  Sean again used his eight-foot wingspan to snare an errant throw and thwart a rally.  Kia made several catches in left and Miya brought the beer and the trash talking at catcher.  Aimie helped us out and robbed a hit.

Runnerup for MVP was Colin, dude robbed Andre of a two-run homer in the 1st, over the shoulder OchoCinco style.  Then with two outs in the bottom, drove in a run.  Clutch.  Don’t forget the rocking hairstyle.

Without a doubt, MVP was Zach.  Where to begin?  Shutout.  Scored for the first time in I can’t remember, but that’s his own fault for being married.  And with the other team intentionally trying to kick at him, responded with several nifty plays including pegging out the final runner.  Sure he hit a girl, but whatever, a win is a win.

Lookout y’all, Baby Jesus has figured it all out.  Sure it took six weeks, but whatever, it’s all about finishing strong.

Hallelujah Amen.

Liver Let Die Picture
Liver vs. Relax.  We came, we saw, we got our @sses handed to us.  We tried hard, too.  We had a lot of great plays that game.  I guess it’s easier to have a lot of great plays when you get the ball kicked to you over and over again.
Anyway, we had an amazing story this past Thursday.  John got his proverbial cherry popped.  He’s been patiently waiting for someone, anyone, to kick him the ball in outfield.  Finally, his day came.  Two catches.  No more virgin status.

In the first inning Relax scored 3 runs before Phrog caught 2 balls from behind the plate and Patrick caught the one to right center.  Three runs down….no problem.  Or so we thought.  Our bat.  First runner on, second runner on, third runner on.  No outs and bases loaded.  Right where we want to be.  Well, Jay’s pitching proved to be too much for our next two batters.  Up comes Holloway…..2 outs and bases loaded.  Damn if she didn’t kick in a run!  Our only run of the game I might add.  Thanks Holloway!

Carrie Walton was everywhere.  She made an amazing catch in right field.  Damn near kicked a perfect one down the left field line only to be called foul.  Don’t even get me starting on the questionable calls of the game.  To give Relax 4 or 5 outs an inning hurts.  I know, I know.  The refs don’t get paid and they’re doing their best.  I’m just saying.
Congrats to Relax for keeping their unblemished record.  We will continue the early morning practices and wind sprint training until we beat you!!!  Be afraid!


Sit on my Monster

TREMBLE with fear, mortals!  After a thousand strange aeons, that dreaded beast SIT ON MY BASE has again awoken from its unholy slumber.   SEE it as it rains down unmerciful carnage on the kickball field!  SCREAM IN TERROR as it singlehandedly lays waste to Steven Segal’s Dunder Seige!  HIDE YOUR FRIGHTENED EYES as it ravenously devours the lifeless carcass of Baby Jesus!  Hold your date close and SHIT YOUR FUCKING PANTS as it dethrones the previously undefeated Tyrannical Teabaggers!  Is there any force on Earth that can stop this abhorrent monstrosity now that is has been unleashed?  Or will its reign of terror, unchecked alcohol consumption and loud, bawdy conversation continue?  Only Thursday will tell…

Until then, keep the cattle in the corral, lock up your sons and daughters, and pray that this malevolent insanity will choose another for its victim.  THIS SUMMER …  NO ONE IS SAFE.  Prepare yourself to…


Parents strongly cautioned.


Where My Pitches At?


This past week, the ‘Pitches” beat the Freebasers (again). Guess whatever they’re “cooking” isn’t as strong as they say it is…baha.

Few Highlights from the game, i had to live vicariously through my team..since I was stuck working in Amarillo…

There was apparently a run-in on second, with Todd’s glasses being broken..shame, shame..
E-money scored two runs, she’d like to thank the Wheaties she ate for breakfast that morning.

WMPA_erin's wheaties

Ginger magic made some good plays, and good job to all the outfielders as well…keep it up.

Unfortunately Prez Logue couldn’t get his ass kicked at flip cup..something about a Star Wars convention he had to attend later that night….


Watch out this week as the Pitches are bringin’ the heat and badass-ness yet again…and yes, the fannypack will be back. And as always, the beer will be flowing…



Someone was going to get a “W” for the first time this season for their team.  This was not meant to be for the XXX-Men, for our meager squad of ten players was no match for the mighty grouping of Toe Blasters and suffered our worst pounding this season, 11-0.  However, the XXX-Men did not despair, as we knew our skills would be put to better use at our favorite sport… that’s right, Flip Cup, bitches!

flip cup

XXX-Men Flip Cup Allstars Archanal and Shadowclit were out for the game (Shadowclit was off representing WAKA in full uniform at the Fat Bottomed Girls Dance Off, shaking her money maker all the way to a WIN),

Fat Bottomed Girls

So Weapon Sex, Lady Breastrike, Dickpool, and Creamy Cat came together (sex pun… ZING!) to help another Flip Cup novice, Whore Path, hone her gent and lady lovin’ skills to become another valuable asset to the team.  And she did not disappoint, as the team again had to “come from behind” to get the win.

And congrats to Creamy Cat for her amazing representation at the Inappropriate T-shirt Party on Saturday, landing second place for the best inappropriate shirt. She’s got a lovely Texas Pair, wanna hold ’em?

Creamy Cat

So while we still remain in the basement in kickball, we’re confident that we could come on top of any team in the league in Flip Cup.  Wait.. I mean, Come OUT on..!

iKickballs, your balls are next on our list… get ready. Despite all our losses, our team is full of win!

Love, the XXX-Men


Technicality paid us a BIG compliment by changing up their kicking line-up so they could beat us.  So yeah, you could say we lost by a technicality ; )

Tshirt party was a Blast!  Thanks for all your hard work to put it together!


Booze On First


Week 6 brought about a big W for the Boozers as we schooled the new kids from Technicality.

Now, I could go on to talk serious $hit about the purple team switching around their crumpled post-it lineup (in both games)… or how the majority of the opposition refused to give a good-sportsmanship high-five to my team.. or how one of their dogs was allowed to $hit in the middle of left-field… Wait. Eff it.

I give you, History’s Infamous Cheaters:




Whew… that felt grrrreat. Anyway, after a nice W and sweaty team huddle to send Kate (1 run!) off from her last WAKA Austin game.. I stepped in a huge pile of steaming crap. FAIL. Not cool purple Barney team.. NOT. COOL.

We reiterated our win again with our skilled ‘one and done’ flipcup team. IT FEELS SO GOOD!

Our MVP on the field was, hands down, Adam “Is There Anyone Else On The Field But Me?” Steinbacher. Nothing got past him. And everything was kicked his way.

This week, KickopotamosX ( Field 4 @ 7:30)… “hip…hip hop…hip hop annonymous!”



freebasing cookie monster

What can we say. We blew it. The hoppers must be cutting the package with baking soda or sour cream or something. Cause the Freebasers ain’t getting their high these days. Especially this week. More baseheads missing in action, and way too many mistakes. And thanks to a shitty economy, lay offs have now left one of our key fiends as a fugitive exiled from Austin.

There was one glaring highlight from last week though…Leigh straight up face planted and slid head-first, penguin style on her way to first base. And props to the Bird for popping up and still waddling her way to touch the base before brushing the dust off her shoulder. Bravo, Leigh. Bravo.

The game’s the game. Win or get got.


Big LeBALLski


Here is our gmot for last week, literally put in just like this:

me:  bummer.  I have to do a write up for kickball…
katie:  well…
the game was quick and dirty
we played flip-cup before hand and won
there was 2 mostlly naked men playing frisbee and that was distracting
one of them had on leopard
i got out at second, but only because i over ran the base and he touched me
that’s about all i remember
it was hot and muggy.

Apparently we won 4-1.  Lost at flip cup at Jovitas.  Our first loss of any kind this entire season.
Big Leballski’s got a big one coming up this week.  Will pray to any and all god’s for strong legs and sticky hands.

See ya Thursday.

Dear League,


“But we’re working on it.”

Heartbroken and Full of Shame,

The Walks.

Walk OF Shame


Smirkin Merkins

scary merkin

Hi Fellow WAKAns:

Let’s play a little game… What did NOT occur this week at the Smirkin’ Merkins Game?

1.       Edward 32oz Hands

2.       Giant Jenga

3.       Interpretive Dance

4.       Grilled Smores

5.       Survivor Flip Cup

6.       Dorito Dogs

7.       Pink Feather Thong Merkin

8.      Vodka Cocktails being Drunk out of a dog bowl

9.       Merkins as Eye Patch

10.   Mooning

11.    2 run ins with APD.

12.    Edward 32oz Hands

13.    Giant Jenga

14.    Grilled Smores

15.    Survivor Flip Cup

16.    Dorito Dogs

17.    Pink Feather Thong Merkin

18.   Vodka Cocktails being Drunk out of a dog bowl

19.    Merkins as Eye Patch

20.   Interpretive Dance

21.    Mooning

22.   2 run ins with APD.

Answer: #4 Survivor Flip Cup! We just played lots of rounds of normal flip… Survivor flip cup is slated for THIS week! Natch.

Here are the pics to back it up:

What Didn't Happen Long


Thanks for a great Week 6 kickballers!

See yall on the fields tonight: