Our local kickball league has transformed from a good natured group of young adults to a mob of hoodlums, seemingly overnight. It started last week when a fight broke out at the post-game bar and someone was caught doing coke in the bathroom.
This week, the mayhem continued when we played a super-agro team. The result: I got tackled by a huge rugby-type and have a wicked head/back ache this morning. Luckily, the sister and boyfriend stood up for me and got a little revenge on the brute. In the meantime, workplace productivity is at an all time low.