For many years, my company has competed in the Cleveland Corporate Challenge. Each company, based on it’s size, is put in one of four divisions. Teams compete only with others in the same division is all sorts of “team” type sports. Bowling, volleyball, softball, golf, etc.
I anchor the twelve-person co-ed Tug-Of-War team. This is not your “family-reunion” type of tug where the loser gets dragged through a mudpit and the rope is some cheap shank bought that morning at the hardware store. This is 1.5in diameter, 150feet long manilla rope. No cleats allowed but heavy boots are highly recommended. Our referree is known as a “Tug-Meister”. Oh yes, this IS serious stuff.
Tug-Of-War is the very LAST event of the challenge and a lot of companies hold an annual picnic in the park where the Tug is held. So, there are a LOT of cheering fans.
WE RULE!
For the past three years, our team has gone UNDEFEATED!
Not one loss! NOT ONE!
Other companies load the rope with ringers and muscle-bound types, but they can’t pull us! No Sir-ree!
This past Sunday (Aug 4th) was the final day of events for the corporate challenge and, as usual, Tug is the very last event.
On a very hot day.
Oh, the other companies are gunning for us this year. Lot’s of game-faces out there. They may have even been PRACTICING off-season! Oh yes, they want a piece of us BAD.
People cheer. Ropes strain. Tuggers gain ground.
Oh, they tried and tried. Pulled and groaned. Gritted their teeth and sweated blood.
But in the end…
A FOUR-TIME UNDEFEATED CHAMION Tug team was crowned.
Oh yes… We Rule…WE RULE!