The Thang and Moleskin: 14 Pax showed up, but only 13 joined in the fun for the Ultimate Frisbee Battle Royale. (We really could have used Chin Music for his height and arm but I think he was worried about guarding Stone Cold with no shirt on) Stone Cold brought his light up frisbee, and we moseyed down and around the track. 3 mediocre sprints from the goal line to the 50 yard line and then we were warmed up for the match on the pitch. We started off with 7(Skins) on 6(Shirts), then Header and Dollywood left the Shirts because we were getting out butts whooped. Then we picked up Yeti and Stone Cold, and the average age of our team went up by 5 years I think. Everytime the other team scores the losing team does 20 merkins. I think my team did 120 or more. We let the skins have a couple extra goals since we felt bad for them, but either way the shirts lost. Even when we had an extra guy the second half. Sweeny Todd made an unbelievable Odell Beckham type sliding catch which was great to watch. All of us old guys were jealous because we would have pulled a hami and probably torn an ACL if we tried that. Kirk must have eaten a stick of butter before the match or he was allergic to the plastic on the frisbee because he refused to catch the long TD passes from the skins multiple times. There were multiple instances where the shirts would glide right off the skins while trying to defend them and reminded me when the large hairy, shirtless defender in Along Came Polly blocked Ben Stiller and had his sweaty chest rub all over Ben’s face. We got in between 2.5-3 miles depending on how much each Pax ran. We had a blast but next time need to wear blinking lights so we can differentiate between the teams. Kinda hard to tell the difference between Mr. Brady’s white tank top and Ductwork’s ghostly white torso in the dark.
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