From time to time I do the occasional thing that has no meaning and no real purpose. For the most part MK puts up with this kind of non-sense and allows me to have my fun. The current oddity is paintball. I don’t know why but I’ve just recently decided that I need to get active in paintball. So I did all my research, hung out at the local paintball mart asking questions and I’ve scoured the internet for opinions and reviews on equipment. I made my selections and I’ve purchased enough paintball gear for myself and two other people to play. I’ve been trying to get my friends to make more modest investements so that we can get a friendly little game going but so far I’ve had no luck.
I am seriously at the point now where I might just hang out in front of a few of their homes for a while and wait till they are leaving for work and just light them up with a few hundred rounds of neon paint. That would have to make them seriously consider an investment in equipment if for no other reason than payback!
It hasn’t come to that point yet but for the two or threee friends I have that can actually read AND have interenet access – you’ve been warned…
Other oddities of interest… let’s just say that our softball team had a less than stellar season. After getting bumped up to a more competitive league at the end of last year, we decided to head back down to the lower league and sandbag some more until they forced us back up. Winning with the lower league vs. losing in the upper league? That seems like a pretty easy decision right? But wait, it gets better…
So there we are, beating the snot out of the Hard Rock Cafe in our first game. Totally confident going into our next game, we lose. Third game? A loss. Fourth game, fifth game? Losses. For our sixth game, we got to play Hard Rock Cafe again got our second win of the season.
It is worth noting that between our second loss and our third loss, I sustained a pretty significant injury to my hamstring. In fact, all the guys on the team started dropping like flies. Jeff hurt his knee and could hardly run, Mike hurt his back and had to take 4 week off and the other Jeff had to travel for work and was gone for 3 weeks. I was reduced to playing catcher and hopping along the bases when I hit because our team basically resembled a MASH unit. We didn’t have enough guys to play and since I was the least injured, I had to suit up.
So there we were, at our last game of the season last Tuesday, our record, 2-7. Our coach, Jason, had lunch with David and I earlier that day and he told me everyone would be at the game that night, mostly healed and so I didn’t have to play if I didn’t want to. We get a one month break between seasons so I thought this was a great opportunity to start rehabbing the hamstring. I had every intention of showing up and cheering my team on but as fate would have it, I fell asleep on the couch when I got home and missed the game.
So what do you think happened? That’s right, they CRUSHED the other team to end the season on a high note and I was no where to be found. Now I can’t go and blame the other seven losses on the fact that I was playing injured all season since clearly they didn’t need me. I am hearby officially on suicide watch… 🙂
Anyone want to play some paintball?