gardentraveler frees both **Enterprise ** and the cat. She is home for a few minutes and amused to find that NOT A SINGLE goal has been scored all day. She had arranged with museum management to allow a cat on a tour of the museum, but arrived too late. Instead, they head to MOMA, where…
Feydeau grabs the cat and admires a nice painting (specifics be damned, I know as much about art as I do Far Eastern geography) and pets the cat, looking around for another teammate.
(And you’re welcome! I’ve been here all day, continuing to keep the ball – cat, whatever – away from the goal.)
Marque Elf, disguised as Venus de Milo (don’t ask) takes the cat from** GT ** and…
And twicks swoops in and grabs the cat and tosses it into the sculpture garden to score a goooooaaaaal for the Hairy A’s!
After grabbing it from ME, so we get an extra point!
In all fairness (sorry, marque elf) no. marque elf grabbed it out of turn after I grabbed it from gt.
We need a ref. And a scorekeeper.
And I need a frappuccino .
I was going to say that recovering your own pass is illegal, then realized the ME was a reference to marque elf, and that your quick thinking has indeed enabled your squad to knot matters at 3-all. Hoping some other Lemurs are around, I replace the cat with the ball of string the feline’s been playing with. As I toss the ball, it unravels, and one end is picked up by…
We’re all Hairy A’s, though, aren’t we? 
Let’s compromise and make the score 3-2, since marque elf’s post was indeed void, but a gardentraveler-Feydeau-twickster connection was thus made. I have put the ball into play.
Feydeau who instantly tries to tie a knot around his own finger, to remember to never forget the horrors of the Blimp.
The knot comes loose, and the string is picked up by…
Enterprise, who runs towards the goal with it, as it slowly but surely gets tauter, tauter, and ZINGS out of his hand, lashing about on the ground like a snake on acid, shortly thereafter grabbed by…
Sternvogel, who hopes another teammate is hanging out by the goal to catch this pass…
and after reading all of the cat action I missed while working today, I catch the pass from sternvogel and hurl it, the ball of string, and a nearby cat into the goal for SCORE!!!
Okay, our lead is now 4-2. I’ll now get one of those Giant Playground Balls we used for kickball games in elementary school, and start the play by booting the sphere to…
watching the large grey sphere rolling towards me from Sternvogel, I wonder for a moment if StrongSad has come to life, but lacking arms and legs, it’s prolly just a doperball which I pass in the direction of…
Ronin scoops up the ball and sprints for the endzone, running running running and then suddenly he smashes his face on the ground as he trips and goes head over heels. He looks up to see someone scoop up the ball. It takes him a moment to recognize them as…
Team 1 (Hairy A’s): A B C F G H I M N O T U Y
Team 2 (Larruping Lemurs): D E J K L P Q R S V W X Z
Chance for the Lemurs to notch a deuce here…
gardentraveler, back from dinner, but about to do some chores. She tries in vain to remember how kickball goes and can only remember that there was a game that involved squares…not the same…She gives up and tosses in the direction of what she hopes is a teammate, simultaneously tripping over a stray cat…
Sternvogel, who assumes GT remembers the game of four square, picks off the toss and serves from the “King” square to the “Slave” spot*, which is occupied by…
*other squares were Queen and Jack in the version we played
GT, who can’t remember having names attached to the squares. I’m sure it will come back to me though. Eventually. Also, I don’t think we called it four square, but this was eons ago. Anyway, she bounces the ball gracefully to the occupant of the Queen spot…