it totally rocked!(oops, was that out loud? This is never gonna work.)
Considering how much I plan to showboat in this post, I might as well just embrace the nerdy glory. Luckily we were able to convince some of our friends in the ward to warp into the future with us for an epic battle between red, blue, and yellow (oh dear, I'm even scaring myself now!). Danika had someone snap a picture with her phone while we were waiting to go in.
The regulars always try to get on the red team, so that was full by the time we got in there, and the yellow team always ends up with the leftovers, so we doubled up on laps so we could all fit in the blue team seating area. It was like high school all over again.
And now here's a riddle for you:
Where is Justin's head?Here's some music for you while you're thinking: "One of these kids is doin' his own thing... can you tell which one?"
Red team, I know you think you're awesome, but that was before the old folks showed up on the scene! Red team may have had the number one player, but blue team won the game, and isn't that all that really matters?
Read 'em and weep, boys!
(I know you just barely finished gagging on my muscle picture in the Four Peaks post, but now I need you to pay special attention to lucky number Blue 7... yeah, that's me! Just barely off the podium... 4th kinda stinks, but out of 51 players, it seemed pretty good to me. I can't brag about my goofy golf game, so I have to claim my victories where I can.)
Little shout out to Blue 10 in second place! (Hi Russ!)
Second game, I made sure to get my lucky Blue 7 pack, and our team crushed the competition again! They didn't show the individual scores for that game, but that's okay by me because they listed the top players, and look who popped up in second place! This is where I really had to try to explain myself as to why I was so good at this game. I promise I don't go every weekend. All I have to do is use the same strategy I use in Zelda... just wail! And there it is... video games, Stacey? That's your explanation? Maybe you are a zit-face dweeb!
Here we are with our packs and guns. I wasn't trying to be the bright pink bomb in the front, but Russ went to the back at the last second, and by the time I ran up to be in the picture, it was the only spot left. My friends were smart enough to wear dark colors... nobody gave me the memo! See, I don't know all the insider tricks.
Afterward, we went out for ice cream and some good conversation. Oh, Justin's horse story... I had to try to stifle my laughing spasms until I got home where I laughed so hard I cried. It was therapy for the soul. What the heck... I'm still laughing!
So glad we had so many fun friends willing to come out and play with us, and can't wait for our next outing!