Memories

Last night was a great way to end the season. I don't remember nearly as much as I should, but here goes:

- The entire back area, including the orange team, screaming at the top of their lungs. Between that and the sharpee craziness, Evan needs to start trademarking everything he does.
- That creepy tall guy in the button down shirt who was hanging around our team. He seemed really familiar. Does anyone else recognize him? I think he was a priest, because he kept calling himself father nick or something.
- The manager coming over to tell us (Rachel??) that he loved star wars but we needed to stop the lightsaber fights.

Famous words from Nicholas "Poppa Nick" DeManigold

Nicholas: haha i liked kristies poku

hiku

me: what was it

Nicholas: the b on c

Nicholas: that is how you become a poppa!

I can't believe he spelled Captain KRISTY'S name wrong. I can't believe he said that. Yes I can.

B's on the C

Nick should stop putting his B's on his C because he might get pink eye.
If he gets pink eye he will never come out.
Oh wait....he doesnt anyway.


Nick should stop putting his B's on his C because his chin will smell.
If his chin smells no one will like him.


Nick should stop putting his B's on his C because he can't play volley ball liek that.
Maybe he can play kickball like that.

Nick should stop putting his B's on his C because poppas don't do that.

An Ode to a Sad Animal

If chickens could speak, they wouldn't. They'd cry.
I ate some on Sunday, and now I know why.
Josh carries them to their death in a box. He's mean.
All in the name of kashrut - what a fiend!
Nick likes to watch them suffer. In fact he's dated a few.
Jason eats them live and kicking - not even in stew!
Zack serves them at his restaurant, though his cooking is swell.
If you hear his butcher screaming, it's just as well.
Danny posts pictures of his food on his blog with a word.
Would he put chicken in an omelet? That's cruel and absurd.
So next time you eat chicken, think about this.
If they told you how they felt, they'd probably give you a kiss.

Darnell...referee Darnell

Scmemory:

Darnell: I'm going to write about these cupcakes
Evan: Darnell has a diary.

Watching two gentleman try to take claim on a lady they both had claimed as their own before....on separate occasions of course.

Nick and Molly..weird they both show up on the smae night. Watch out, Jason.


Watching Evan try to handle a wet kickball.




Once again I have too many memories. I love my kickball team!

Happy Birthday Bid Poppa

nick rubbed one out

history lesson

Got a final tonight
But it's alright
Gonna get some drinks first
To quench my thirst
Did you guys know
this little fact-o
Kickball, originally called "Kick Baseball"
Davis fa law law law law
It was was invented around 1917
Throw your arms up and scream
For Papa Nicholas C Seuss
For letting his mind run loose
When he invented kick baseball
For not only him but all
I want to play on a kickball field eight miles wide
when everyone can come inside!

my favorite memory from last night

Yea, winning bar champs WAS a-maze-ing, but my favorite memory went like this:

girl: are you on a team with Nick Demangiold
EP: yeah
girl: grrrr, hrumph, well...just tell him...kelly (i forget the name) says hi...just tell him that...hrumph, growl

poo poo poeku of magic

8 minutes left and I almost forgot

got to write a rhyme but I won't write a lot.

I spent my wholed ay reading texts from last night

It makes me think, "These people are living life right."

Then I went to class for three hours then home I ran.

Now I am here watching Harry Potter and The Prisoner of Azkaban.

This week is huge for WOLWSB.

If we play our cards right, first place we could be.

We are bar champs weather we get the cup or not.

And we prove it every week, shot after shot.

Every week the Poppa goes fishing for some bait.

And lures us in with tequilla while at the bar he waits.

And we're dumb and fall for it time after time.

I always regret it once I bite that lime.

Last weekend I went and watched the quidditch world cup.

It was insane watching all those nerds get beat up.

I can not wait till next year. I loved it oh so much.

But it's kickball I play and that is enough.

I took many quizes and a Ravenclaw is where I be.

I have a feeling you would all be there with me.

I think Hogwarts should make a new house for us.

It would be called Boozers and in Boozers you can trust.

We would throw back butter beer at the Hog's Head Saloon.

Dumbledore might get mad if we're not back in the common room by noon.

Actually it's Filch who would get all bitchy and insane.

He and Mrs. Norris are so friggin lame.

I can not stop writing this poem...I really don't know why.

Could you imagine playing kickball while on a broom in the sky?

I would have a firebolt to take me up in the air.

I hated when Cedric Diggory died. That was so unfair!

He was the only Hufflepuff who ever did some good.

And what the hell ever happened to Oliver Wood?

Voldemort sucks. He really kills my buzz.

He also has the weirdest nose there ever was.

And what's up with that long black cape he wears.

He should really let it go and leave cape wearing to kickball players.

This poem was supposed to be short but a long poem it what I choose!

Alohamora. Wingardium Leviosa! Win or Lose We Still Booze.

*Warning: must have knowledge of Harry Potter trivia to read

MVP "Monday"

Your NICKname is Poppa Nick. What is it about you that warrants that NICKname?

It's hard to say, but if I had to guess it would have to be all the life coaching i give the team (when in doubt do a tequila shot)

You recently had a chili cook off in your apartment. Thank you. Did you feel ok the next day?

Surprisingly yes, in fact it actually help finally kill the 4 Loko hangover from Thursday night.

Chili is a mix of many things that when put together taste amazing and trick the senses. I relate this back to WOLWSB. We are many people with different qualities when brought together are....well..ridiculous. I am going to name a member of WOLWSB and I want you to write the first thing that comes to mind:

Zack- Nobel Knight

Rachel- nothing appropriate for children under 18 comes to mind

Divya- I feel this is better expressed with a visual aid (http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=10100342286916094&set=a.10100342277340284.3100377.2315220)

Rick's shark shorts- HOT!

Uncle Larry- Gentile Lover

Kristy- Unicorns, sunshine, rainbows, and bedazzlement

Poppa Nick- Besides good looking, funny, badass, and awesome nothing comes to mind

Lianne- buffalo chicken pizza

The King- Evil Genius Mastermind

You are an amazing kickball player (don't let this go to your head). Where do you think your main strength lies? In your arms or in your legs?

Trick question it comes from the heart (and pre-drinking at Boss Tweeds with "Brooklyn")

You're WOLWSB official 3rd baseman. I think that is the hardest position to play. Ok...now you have to answer.

Are you kidding me it is the most fun! I get to look like I am doing a lot but in fact I just run around in a circle every play and toss the ball to Danny, Stephane, or Evan once a game.

When did you realize you were tall?

It was either the first time I hit my head on the ceiling when running down the stairs to my parents basement or when I passed the 6 foot mark when I was only 12.

You are a packaging engineer. Impressive. You package food! In fact...you package the greatest macaroni and cheese ever made. That is a ton of responsibility. Step by step...describe how you would package a kickball?

First I would open up Google News to see the current world news, then I would check Facebook and the WOLWSB Blog for any interesting updates. Once I had time to fully absorb all of that information I would walk down to the shipping and receiving dock and select a pre-made corrugated box and erect it by hand, then I would place the ball in the box and tape both sides. After that was complete I would head back to my cube all the while admiring my awesome package.

How would you package Danny?

With love and admiration

What is your favorite kickball accessory? Your cape? Your Burberry socks?

Definitely the Burberry socks because Jason's mother gave them to me as a gift after a romantic weekend in the Hampton's

*some people may be confussed. Rick passed on his MVP-ness (hehe) to Nick.

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I just remembered being really excited that David wanted to talk to me at the bar last night... and then he told me Lianne made him talk to me so that I could be convinced to leave the bar. MEAN.

But, I think my favorite memory is winning, and my faves almost never include the time on the kickball field. Awesome home run Papa Nick (I thought it was a grand slam...). We really proved ourselves last night!

Also, comparing pizza reactions... when that other team at the flip cup table next to us had pizza, I REALLY wanted some. But they said no. And it took them an hour to eat it! AND THEN ZACK BROUGHT SOME FOR US! And it was gone in 20 seconds.

That's all.

Oh, and the four loko?? Pretty sure I'm still feeling the effects of that...

Hm, and did you know there's a limit to how many tags you can put on a post? I just learned that the hard way.

Is this even a blog post?

Four Loko Dreams

At the bodega, looking for some booze
$12 for 6-pack, $3 for a Loko,
Why would anyone buy beer,
When the cost of Loko is so poco,

Danny's place is awesome,
On the roof we drank,
All your roomies and friends,
I'd really like to thank.

I got a little woozy,
From drinking the orange blend,
Thank god you had some chili,
It really deserves a TEN.

Jason ran a marathon,
Damn, that's impressive!
Went from ice bath to party,
Cause he was feeling festive.

Wrapped around his neck,
Was a shiny golden medal,
We all swooned over it,
As if it were precious metal.

We tried to play some games,
But everyone was too tired,
They all passed out,
Watching Boardwalk Empire.

California Boozin' by the Mamas and the Poppa Nicks

All our shirts are orange
And our sweatshirts black,
Capes may vary,
But our stylin' never lacks.

Last week I was gone,
Chilling out in Santa Cruz,
So sad I missed Halloween,
And Poppa Nick's Booze.

Thursdays are for kickball,
But I was at the beach,
Making fires by the shore,
And yelling out "Big Meech,

Larry Hoover" who are you?
I like our Larry more,
His name is Page,
Kickball badass to the core.

Undefeated we still are,
Making other teams fear,
The have no choice but to forfeit,
Go to the bar, and drink beer.

In first class I was a King,
Even though Rachel had my hair,
Sat next to Drake on the plane,
And he snored like a bear!

My friend's fiancée plays kickball,
With those crazies called WAKA,
We tried to organize flip-cup,
But everyone else was wack-ah!

Really bummed I missed the party,
Poppa Nick sure has fun,
I hope the tequila flowed
Cause I sure as hell had a ton.

Jason tried to call me,
But noises there were a lot,
All I heard was blah, blah, blah,
And all I said was shot, shot, shot.

Seeing all the pictures online,
Brought a tear to my eye,
My favorite part of all,
Was when Evan knocked the shoe tower from the sky.

Did I mention we're undefeated,
Even WRTL has a loss,
Since we have a better record,
We should be the BOSS!

I only missed one week,
But I'm already in withdrawal,
Can't wait for Thursday,
Cause I love all my kickballas.

From Captain Kristy, to the Wall,
Divison, and Hardcore Rick,
Token Black Man Uncle Larry
Pac-man Kenny and Poppa Nick,

Danielle, Faye, and Brittany,
Lianne, Chevan, Nanny, Zack
Mrs. Rachel David Machado
And we really want Molly back!

Let us not forget King Steph,
Yes I even love myself,
But only cause we rule,
winning more than Michael Phelps.

I know it's only Monday,
But this poem I had to write,
And now that it's done,
I bid you all goodnight!

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he loves it when you call him big...

POPPA NICK! WHADDUP?! here's poppa nick gettin' some love on our beloved Action Weekly! dig it!



WE NEED A LASSO OF KICKBALL GLORY!

see kristy, we ARE super heroes!

Tequila

I took shots of Tequila on Saturday,
Drunk with the Poppa like it was Thursday,

We saw Michigan State beat Michigan,
Then the Yankees swept the Minnesota Twins.

But best of all was when Stanford scored,
To beat USC on a field goal.

The bartender said, "Hey, you guys need a shot!"
So we said yes and took another shot.

Tequila is the best, it taste so sweet,
No other liquor can compete.

Can't wait til kickball to be drinking some more,
On the field and at the bar, we are guaranteed to score!

Poeku number 2

Tequila with Nick
Last time I got way too drunk
Good times this Thursday!

poeku

i have a feeling thursday will be wild
our texas orange shirts won't allow us to play mild
i told poppa nick i would take a shot with him
is this a good idea? lets hope so, or else i might swim
my rhymes don't make sense
but who cares really, don't be so tense!

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BIG POPPA NICK - MAKIN' MOVES! dude, that was possibly the coolest thing - period.





errrrrr - right after i published this i realized Kristy already posted something about this. i don't know how to delete a post. sorry!