Switched it up to wiffle ball this year! We spent many years making the trek up the hill to the Field of Dreams, but decided to keep it local this year. Made more sense what with the vast new crop of small children and an the rest of us aging slightly less poetically than we imagined. Same fierce pitchers on the mound, same fierce but jovial trash talking, new (significantly) lighter equipment, same abundance of silly fun.
Mr. Bishop and the Bad News 600lb Bears
Jodi was on both teams. No bigs.
As always, Team MVP of every sport in the world.