3, 2, 1, DODGEBALL!

I had the distinict pleasure of playing dodgeball today. A forority was having a fundraising tournament to support cancer. I'm not sure why they wanted to support it, I think they might have had a better turnout if they had a fundraiser against cancer, but to each his own...

Anyway, we had to come up with a team name and for some reason the only name we came up with was Shamus. The first team we played was way more hardcore than Leitz, Madison, Tuiach, Crayon and I. I mean they had muscles, and they looked like they worked out. Best two out of three, and they knocked us out in two. Next we had to play our consolation game against the other "losers." Now this was a team more our skill level, bad. We beat them pretty quickly and secured our fourth place finish. Out of five.

Well, there we are thinking we are done and can go home shamed and they ask if we want to play the first team again. Sure why not... We played five games against them, and they beat us all five times. I think everyone got a kick out of me being the last person standing there running around dodging balls. Then we got to play the third place team and they beat up on us pretty bad. There was this one kid with his shirt tucked into his shorts. And his shorts were really high up. I got him out once. I'm pretty sure everyone else took this game way more seriously than we did, but it was still fun. I did manage to catch one ball, and I hit high shorts kid in the face.

My leg hurts. Dodgeball is dangerous.