Getting Sloshy

Yesterday, my sorority had an unofficial exchange with one of the fraternities on campus. (Technically, I can't say unofficial exchange because there's nothing unofficial, and sorority doesn't like things that involve heavy amounts of alcohol.  And the exchange was themed "Slosh Ball," so clearly it couldn't happen without at least one keg).

Anyway.

It was Slosh Ball themed.  Slosh Ball is an exciting sport in which you play kickball with one of those oversized workout balls and a keg.  When you are kicking, you must start with a full beer and it must be completely finished by the time you round home, otherwise the point doesn't count (dumping it out does NOT count as finishing it).  When you're playing the outfield, you must have a beer in hand at all time, even when catching the ball, throwing the ball, taking someone out, pitching, etc.

When Slosh Ball happens, there are always a plethora of funny moments.  Particularly because I have mad skillz and its hard for people to keep up with me.

I pitched for a vast majority of the game.  I had to fight with my friend Zach for the position a bit, but I always win so it obviously worked out in my favor.  Pitching a ball of that size with a beer in your hand is very difficult.  I tried biting my solo cup between my teeth while using both hands, but usually couldn't get the ball rolling fast enough.  Sometimes it would stop halfway to the kicker.

I tried doing it with one hand, but often it would go about 30 feet to the left or right of the kicker, and people made fun of me for not being able to aim.  I blamed that on my blatent intoxication.

The best moments happen when everybody gets very drunk.  Which, when you begin drinking at 1pm while still nursing a hangover from the night before and no breakfast, this happens pretty quickly.  Such as watching a girl in my sorority eat it on the ball, or getting beer in another sisters hair when she was running into first.  Or basically watching the debauchery that is the stereotype of Greek Life happen before my eyes.

Things got a little blurry by 4:20, when the game basically ended so we could do what we do every day at 4:20.

It was a fun day.