Unfortunately, we got our butts kicked, but our whole team was going into this blind. We were clearly under qualified for a tournament of this magnitude. This was SO not a time to play by the rules. In fact the only rules I recall being enforced was 1) The serve had to make it over the net without touching & 2) the flags represented the out of bounds lines. But other than that it was all about putting on a muddy, redneck show!
Tello was thrilled to be the unofficial winner of the unofficial wet T-shirt contest!
We got Shon to join us in the tournament. He was great! The best part was when the ball was coming right to him and he was preparing for the perfect spike. Too bad for him though, when he went to jump & spike the ball he got absolutely no where and the ball fizzled to the ground. OOPS! Ya can't jump when your feet are suctioned into a foot of mud.
Tello so totally fit in at this whole shenanigan. He was totally in his element. The only difference between him and the other hundreds of rednecks participating in this filthy sport was that while he definitely talked the talk he didn't walk the walk. (He looked just as wild as the rest, but he was not drunk... or drinking :)
5 comments:
Where's the tickets to the gun show? Dang!!
That looks so fun! I want to do that!
Rock on! Do you think mud volleyball would be a good idea for the Island Park reunion this year?
WHAT A BLAST! Just think, Joanna, if it weren't for Tello, you would be missing out on an awful lot of FUN, and embarrassing moments!!! I am up for that kind of fun too.
This looked like so much fun! Wish I was there.
That looked like so much fun! Truly.
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