What do you do when the world, (and more to the point, the city you live in) crumbles down all around you?

You play kickball!

Saturday, Sept. 15, marked the return of the Chris Weber Annual Birthday Party and Kickball Game, and it couldn't have been a more perfect day for it. With all the stress and anxiety of a week like the one preceding it, a game of kickball on a gorgeous Saturday in the park was the perfect release, and excuse to forget about the world for a few hours. It was intense and wild with moments that should have made the highlight reels on ESPN.

You may be (like Will Johnson) asking: "Whose team won? Who won the MVP award for 2001? Was it shirts and skins?"

I have the answers, my friends.

No shirts vs. skins. It was ski masks and vinyl shin guards vs. muscle shirts and rolled up cigarette packs. As is customary, Chris Weber was on the losing team for both games. He has no winning birthday luck, apparently. Here's how the day played out:

First it was TEAM PSYCHOS vs. TEAM PUSSIES. The Psychos (me included) got our asses beat, although we did make an amazing comeback towards the end. The loss prompted Weber to declare "switch teams" - perhaps he thought he'd have a better chance of winning that way.

Oh no.

The second game was the (revised) TEAM PSYCHOS vs TEAM POTPOURRI (don't ask...). And this time (once again coming from far behind), Team Psychos kicked some m-f'ing ASS. It was a very close game at the end of the 15th inning.