"Did you know grown-ups play dodgeball now?" a mommy friend asked me.
"I've heard of kickball leagues."
"It turns out there's a club for dodgeball. My daughter's teacher plays. They play in different locations every time. They don't know where they're playing until they get a call on the day."
"Oh, like raves used to be, all underground."
"Some of the parents went to see her play. They said she was really good!"
We discussed dodgeball memories from our own youth. I had a traumatic experience involving a hard hit to the head which caused my glasses to fly across the room. The other mother had nothing but good memories. Evidently she was quite an assassin with the ball.
"I'd love to play like that," she said wistfully. "But I can't see myself getting out of the house for it. Can you see me saying, 'I have to go play dodgeball now' so my husband has to take care of the kids?"
"You could hold the ball menacingly," I suggested. I held an imaginary dodgeball in a threatening manner and snarled, "I'm going to play dodgeball now!"
the first rule of dodgeball is there is no dodgeball.
The second rule is to never talk about dodgeball.
That's hilarious and awesome at the same time. Grown-ups need playtime too!
me and my friends have this with jacks.
i used to be part of a hopscotch league but my knees went out.
The students play a dodgebalversion called "Jail" but if they throw at someone's head, they're out of the game entirely.
I think it's hilarious to have a kind of underground dodgeball game going on.
we need a new post from you, please.
Dodgeball was just banned at a local school. I'm glad I had a chance to play growing up.
Interesting to know.
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