My friend James recently relocated his blog over to Chicago Now, and his most recent post is a hysterical read. I don’t want to give too much of it away, but it’s too much fun to quote:
Dodgeball is not a nuanced sport. It’s a Darwinian contest where those with Popeye arms rule over all, and the slow-moving and weak get repeatedly plastered in the face with red, basketball-sized, playground balls. It was far from my favorite Physical Education class activity at Lincoln Junior High School (um, Go Spartans!). If I let my mind linger too long on those days, I lapse into a waking fever dream, remembering the burly knuckledraggers who somehow always managed to be on the team opposite mine.
After reading his article, I spent a good 20 minutes surfing around Flickr, to find some good dodgeball pics to go with this. One would have sufficed, but this one just also seemed like a must-have.
James is a good guy, and a good writer. Swing on by the JVO blog and check out his new digs.
(Both photos from Kari_Marie)