How to get things done

Hi Kick James

It's me, Thomas.

Last Thursday we embarked in what could have been the greatest challenge the entire world has ever seen!

It was not.

Instead, those fortunate enough to be present bore witness to a kickball clinic of epic proportions.

I'm Kick James (6-1) 13, Amish Riflemen (5-2) 2

MVP's

Ben, Phil, Laura (was robbed by... hmm, we'll say highway bandits)

Rising from the decreasing shadows of Pearson and Loic (thank's cross fit) Ben emerged once again as our hero. Two kicks, one run, couple RKI's, a double play, and all without abusing any women! If he keeps it up, he might even be asked to come back next season... you know how selective we are and how carefully we choose who represents Kick James.

I think this season we only have three sex offenders!

Phil has been relatively quiet... for the greatest actor of our generation! Until Thursday. Last week Phil's typically consistent play erupted into extremely consistent play. Three kicks. Three runs. Couple plays in the field. Excellent attitude. Gigantic testicles... frighteningly big... gross.

Laura not only had a great kick, but she ended up scoring as well. She played really well and should have been the MVP, but with such a great game it was hard to choose.

Stooooooooorrrrrrriiiiiiieeeeeeees

So as I was saying at the beginning. We played some F'n great kickball. We played it hard. We played it tight. As was stated in our pre game pep talk... we played it sexy.

Our ladies made some great moves. Scoring some runs, consistently getting on base, Amelia getting hit with the ball. Katie's boyfriend Brandon being reminded of the greatness of Kick James.

Pearson and his doppleganger from the other team (you could only tell him apart by his bandana and lack of humor) went back and forth getting each other out and slapping each others tushes. It. Was. Adorable.

Happy Birthday Pearson! May all your wildest dreams come true... on the kickball field and in your kick ball related life.

So here we are... at the precipice of the next stages of evolution. We won our division, beating a team with the same record and less runs against by a significant margin. As we move forward, we are slated, destined even, to repeat history. This Thursday we will once again meet the Amish Riflemen on the field of battle. If we do what we did this week. Hold on to the love, passion and integrity that has made us the men and women we are. Then we have a change. God dammit we could rule this world! I don't believe in the Beatles... I just believe in Kick James.