Congrats Hugh!

This post sent a wave of nostalgia washing over me. Ah, kickball! It's been about 1,000,000 years (give or take) since I last played kickball and I can still remember the rubbery smell of that dusty red ball and the satisfying BahWOMP sound of really connecting, I mean just totally bootin' it into the clear blue sky. I had forgotten all about kickball and how much fun it can be-- thanks, Hugh!

Competition for fields has to be intense there. It's intense in my little burg. The parks and rec dept must have to really juggle, and I suspect that adult kickball would not really compete well against well heeled baseball and softball parents.

Yep, plus there are two separate organizations running Sunday kickball games -- WAKA (the World Adult Kickball Assoc., who promulgate the rules/train the umps) and ZogSports (play for your selected charity!) -- so I think the competition is even fiercer (we played our first game with the ump telling us to just crowd the WAKA guys out of the way; it was our field, we paid for it, so get into the trenches and fight for your field!).

Plus there are so many pickup games, etc. going on at the Prospect Park Parade Grounds that when they run four kickball games on one soccer field, the outfields sort of blend together.

It seems most of the kids' games were over by our usual 7 pm start time, so we didn't have any turf wars with overbearing parents.

I used to play in an Ultimate (Frisbee) league and the availability of fields was always an issue. Western PA is so hilly that there aren't too many soccer-sized horizontal spaces to be found. Mostly we ended up driving 20 miles out of the city to a suburban soccer complex to find enough fields to play on during weekends.