Monday, July 11, 2005
I'm sorry we were naughty, Officer, but did you know that we're regional champs??
I'm sorry we were naughty, Officer, but did you know that we're regional champs??
I trust our reputation precedes us, but if for some reason you have been living under a rock for the last year, you might want to read on. We are an adult kickball team kicking mad crunk in Chicago. We are really good.
We started this kickball club in the summer of 2004. Some might call it dumb luck, some might call it serendipity, still others might even say it was a most blessed miracle. But anyway you slice it, we're all better people for being Wranglers. It turns out there's a kickball craze that's sweeping the nation ... and we got swept up sho nuf. It started out innocently enough, about 15 friends getting together for a little recreational sport and socialization along the beautiful lake shore of Chicago. But the first week of league play was rained out, and we found ourselves at the Bird's Nest pub deciding that each week should have its own theme, and a costume to go with it, and each player should have a theme song that we would play when that person came up to bat. And Tim would keep stats. Yes, that would be important. The first week was Cabana Night, and from there it just got sillier, including season highlights like Toga Party, Get Your Wig On, and Running of the Bulls. We're now in our second season. We play every Tuesday night, so every Wednesday there's a new weekly recap, and we'll put up some silly pictures, too. Remember: Stay Classy, Wrangler Fans.