TSGT vs. Los Kickball Fantasticos 4-12 or something.

Team Sports Glory Team arrived on the field. Ready for GLORY. Ready for Operation: Portagrill Meattubes 2. Propane was fleeting. Some would say absent altogether.

Cup Foods, home of more variety per square foot than nearly any other minneapolis grocer, had a wide range of options available, including Grill in a Bag. Grill in a Big obtained just 20 minutes prior to game on. We got it up & running & meat tubes suffered the mighty heat of ingenuity. The flames of retributive improvisation cooked our foods in a prime fashion. Some chicken sausages were later up to bat at certain key moments.

Los Kickball Fantasticos were ready to play. I mean how were we to have prepared for a team consisting entirely of masked luchadors-cum-kickadors? We clearly had too few masks. Too few capes. Too few sequins.

Umpunteer Kickbots were ready to call foul from fair from Drunken Master Blatant Belligerence.

MVP goes to someone on TSGT who didn’t get out. I’m having troubles remembering who that may have included since Fantasticos owned the arena defensively. LVP goes to Sports Cap’n for failing to detect abnormal Propane levels via ESP, eating sausage while in the line of duty, and sending surges of futility across the field in each of his 0/3 attempts at getting on the base. MMP (most masked players) goes to Los Kickball Fantasticos. 1.2.3 — FANTASTICOS!

Above: Los Kickball Fantasticos Owner/financier, El Jefé Tilapia with head coach Ricardo Montaulban.