Sunday(s) in the Park

WHERE WE ONCE THOUGHT “THE FERTILE CRESCENT” WAS A HAND SALVE.

How Kickball Saved My Life

How Kickball Saved My Life

Friday June 17, 2016, after their Friday night city league kickball game, Arie Auxter and Megan Hawman of the D-Holes came over to begin making three hundred “breakfast” themed Jell-O shots. It was 10pm and the two women I would ultimately be competing against in Game...
Tears in my Beer….

Tears in my Beer….

My cooler, cleats and random bag of kickball shit are still sitting in my front room. I am not sure I am ready to accept that again kickball is over. We all knew that sixteen teams were not going to make it to week two. Currently I am left with a lifetime of warm...
PLAYOFFS2014:  the notorious and the victorious

PLAYOFFS2014: the notorious and the victorious

While hanging with a slew of exceptional KVKL-ers on Friday night, we started talking about the possibilities of their teams in the playoffs and idea was tossed my way. On all the teams is there a good guy and a bad guy on the team? Does the league have heroes, does...
PLAYOFFS2014:  the notorious and the victorious

WEEK TEN: will not get rained out again.

Can it really be? Really? We have already been playing kickball for nine weeks. Today I started feeling incredibly nostalgic when Kris Marshall posted that he wanted to donate his grill to the KVKL because he is moving soon. Even as one is preparing to leave the LFK...