Kickball Day

Kickball is such a frustrating game for a soccer player.

And no, I’m not really a soccer player anymore, but my body will always be athletically soccer. I won’t wake up one day and have better hand/eye coordination than I do foot/eye coordination.

You want me to put a ball somewhere specific, let me kick it.

A soccer ball’s made for response and control. A kickball is made for the exact opposite purpose…it’s the great equalizer. A completely non-responsive ball that makes adults feel like children and children feel like professional athletes.

Kickball is such a frustrating game for a soccer player.

And no, I’m not really a soccer player anymore, but my body will always be athletically soccer.  I won’t wake up one day and have better hand/eye coordination than I do foot/eye coordination.

You want me to put a ball somewhere specific, let me kick it.

A soccer ball’s made for response and control.  A kickball is made for the exact opposite purpose…it’s the great equalizer.  A completely non-responsive ball that makes adults feel like children and children feel like professional athletes.

I play once a year.  Saturday was that day; we all head out to Grant Park and play kickball for hours on end for sick children in an event that’s super fun until people start getting serious about winning.

Isn’t that always the case?

What is it with young adults who can’t let yesterday go and actually get angry about recreational sports leagues?  I’d really like to know, actually.

Anyway, for some reason it’s always gorgeous in Chicago on the Saturday this event resides on, and so was the case Saturday.  I mean, perfect blue skies and sun and warm.  The world was hugging us.

We played every other hour for like five hours, and in between had hour long breaks in a roped off area serving free Budweiser family beers and snacks.  As you can imagine, this is a popular charity event in town…I think even to the point where people don’t tell their friends so it doesn’t get overwhelmingly big.

People are protective of their free beer all day charity events, methinks.

Nevertheless we heard there were over 40 teams this year, and the best part is how darn happy everyone is all day.  It’s like a music festival…the place everyone wants to be at that very moment.

We raised about $1200, the minimum for each team, and I think I heard more than $60K was raised over the course of the day.  I bring that up because we raised some money via twitter, and I’m very grateful to my followers who donated.  The power of social media never ceases to amaze.

Our first three games ran up an aggregate score of like 38-3, but when we played our first playoff we won a barnburner to a team with multiple children under the age of 15.  That sort of spotmarks our real ability, and our focus as the day wore on.  We ended up losing in the final, after trying to negotiate a co-championship so we could get some food, showers, and off our feet.

Eight hours of kickball is a lot of kickball, people.

For the kids though, completely worth it.

How was your weekend?

Photo by Todd Baker

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