The mocking of the Jills....

Mr. T says, "He pity da' foo! Who doesn't do post game wrap-ups."

Also, "Quitters never win, and Winners never quit!"

Don't be a quitter ma'am......

Recap, since Jill won't do it.

This week, our team took on a solid blocking team in Aces and Knee Braces. Their team featured one man who was old, cranky, and pissed off. During the game, the Crackmonkeys got off to a 12-4 start, but lost the first set, due to some shaky hitting, serving errors, and other general badness. In not so stunning fashion, we came back in sets two and three behind the swings of Alex and James, and the passing of everyone else.
Drinks were then had by James, Alex, and Mike.

Now, on to Jill. Jill has requested to be taken off of the Crackmonkey blog as a contributor. I say we now proceed to mock her incessantly until she returns. I have already begun the process with this week's post.

This is Jill Cappa, pre-Monkeys.

Let's try this....

For the record, Alex, he started it.

Scary Time

Good job to the four Monkeys who battled with me to a three set win. MVP honors to Judd for the Most in-Visible Player of the night. Thanks Judd! Highlights of the night include...

- Mike taunting the opponent's fearless leader with some friendly in your face clapping (tried to find a good pic of some intense taunting but this is the best I could do).

- Jill proclaiming pre-match that there was a good chance her pants would fall down. Those of you not in attendance will be left in suspense as to whether they actually did or not.

- Amber showing off her shoulder blades. Really hot stuff!

- Kathy's daughter cements herself as the Crackmonkeys' number 1 fan, with runner-up honors going to Julia.

Get some rest, Friday is going to be a long one for some of us.

Photos from last week

So as it turns out, volleyball is incredibly fast.

Also, I thought I'd be further away from the court and thus brought the wrong camera lens. Maybe next time the photos will be better.

Enjoy!

http://picasaweb.google.com/thfield/CrackmonkeysVBall?feat=directlink

Remaining undefeated with a huge win over Joe's Auto Body

25-13, 25-17.
Face down, ass up indeed.

Thanks to Glenn, Tyler, the Hugs, and Webbie for the fan support.
Our best to Tony and Jill, who we really missed.

We're coming to get you.....Nefarious dealings!

We will descend upon the volleyball-Monkeys like a swarm of locusts!

Heard you all have a big game.

We will come cheer.

You will win.

Then there will be celebration.

Gratuitous cross-post on post game nefarious-nefarious plan.

-Excelsior!

--edit updated post here.

On my single leg:

We officially welcomed James Ivaska to the CrackMonkey family this week.
James does not own a television, nor does he have a car with a radio, so therefore, he hears a lot of music in clubs, while dancing.
This includes the Beyonce song "Single Ladies"
James, while hearing the song in a club, heavy with bass and practically inaudible lyrics, believed Beyonce to be singing "On My Single Leg"
This is what I believe to be his dance, offering a hand to put a ring on it.

On a side note, we won our volleyball match in two crap-filled sets.

Here is a video:

Monkeys Beat Salmon

The Crackmonkeys are a perfect 3-0 after eating the Slammin Salmons, 2-0 on Wednesday night. It was a game that summed up Monkey volleyball very well....utter destruction in game one, and complete disinterest in game two, minus our supersub Jamie, who continued to outplay everyone else.

We were happy to welcome Kathy back to the fold. She did not disappoint, and made Mike hit entirely too much.

Also, the two Monkey children, Taylor and Macey, were incredibly well behaved. Which means we all have some work to do.

Congratulations to Alex, who drew the first blood of the year, on his hand. Luckily, he did not infect the rest of us with his herp.

Other than that, it was an uneventful night of volleyball, a good night of drinking, and great preparation for the Grilling of the Meats 9, this Sunday at Alex's house. Any questions, please contact Mike or Glenn, GotM originators, immediately.

.....and we're back......

with the dramatic story of how James Ivaska saved Christmas.
Or, at the very least, the Crackmonkey volleyball season.
The volleyball team was at a crossroads with Tony still on the shelf with his massive internal surgery, and there was talk from the captain about scrapping the season completely. When James heard the woeful tale while drinking at the Blind Pig, he offered to play, and hence we're back. And it certainly will set up a tense match when we play James' old team, who will try to Gillooly one of us.

The team is now 2-0, after last night's 2-nothing win over SCUDMissile, minus the SCUDMissile himself. Beef sustained the first injury, what she deemed a hip pointer, as if she'd have any clue. My diagnosis was a hip bruise.

In true Monkey style, there was a sexual incident, as Jamie ignored Mike's request for oral sex on the court. That didn't stop Mike from attempting it anyways.

Jamie proved once again a capable and enjoyable sub, Jill was as stuck up as always, Alex didn't kill anybody, Beef bitched about her hip, and James wanted to play soccer.

Beers were had, although Beef continues to put coke in hers. So foul.

Kathy rejoins the team next week.
That is all for now, enjoy your week.

Crack Monkey Christmas

The Crack Monkey Christmas Party seemed to be a success in all areas. There was plenty of food (thanks to everyone for helping out), more than enough beverages (can there ever be too much?), and apparently the ritual end to all Crack Monkey parties, explanation and re-enactments of sexual confusions.

We had a lot of fun and were so glad everyone could make it despite the slippery roads and busy holiday schedules. Hope your morning after was better than Macy's, this is what we awoke to:

Las Vegas. April 30-May 3.

mmmmmmmm.......

Well.....we played hard!

After a pretty sluggish game one, the Crackmonkeys rebounded to defeat the #1 team in game two last night, befor succumbing in game three. Pretty close match. Everyone had some highlights. Amber set incredibly well. Emily had some great hits. Alex learned how to say fuck it. Jill was, as always, the steadying force, with dependable passing, and dependable hitting, adjusting to my piss poor sets. And I actually put down a block, and scissor kicked.
Bad things: Amber once again thought I was yelling at her, when I was just talking very excitedly. Alex hurt himself. Jill gave me a revelation that I found quite disturbing.
We are planning a Crackmonkey Christmas. It will be on December 19th. Plan on being a part of it, if you read this blog.
Love you.
Mike

Another Loss

Another for the "L" column this week. Might have been our worst one yet. Though we did enjoy getting together afterwards watching this strange man listen in on our conversations and stare at our table. He even fell asleep at one point. Good times, good times. Or should I say, happy fun times.

Well, this is my first and only blog as I was drafted for this season and now have to go on the injured list as I undergo surgery prior to the next game which leaves me out for the rest of the season.

Good luck team. Thanks for letting me play. If I end up on the other side of the court from you again, I will continue to add my own word after you say monkeys on 3.

Our last volleyball game was a stinker...

I think that sums it up. I'm not particularly pleased. I know Alex wasn't either, and I know Amber wasn't either. So.....a stinker.

Oh well.

Volleyball recaps from the last couple weeks....

We've played with 4 people the last three weeks. I think that's right. But darnit, we just keep winning. Jill, Alex, and Mike have formed the core during those three weeks, providing stability and humor. Emily filled in for a week, and was a good replacement, and may be called upon in the future. Amber got so mad at one point, she nearly killed a man. Mike yelled at a punk kid who tried to break his ankle. And two former students tried to hit on Mrs. Cappa outside of the Leonhard Center.

There have also not been nearly enough drinks. That needs to change. Not this week, but next week.

My love to the softball team, who I missed last night. I didn't miss the softball, but I missed the people.

mc

halloween game

Our last game of the season coincided with dress up for Halloween night which provided great entertainment for the spectators, opposing team, and our own players. The highlights were watching Jamie run through the outfield pregnant and watching Cation try to hit with the mask on. My personal highlight was my in the park home run. Some of you (Scot) can do that every time, but I almost never hook that up.

I enjoyed playing softball with the Sarah Palin family this fall! Thanks for having me. I look forward to the match up next summer between the Crack Monkeys and Astronutz!

Yo, Woody....

Can a brother get a freaking recap up in this joint??? Seriously.

Election Party.....

Well again several Monkeys gathered in one location. This time it was to watch election coverage and evidently get obliterated (Thanks for the ride Tyler!).

Tracy hosted the event, had delicious snacks, and generally did the whole hostess thing.

In all seriousness, I don't really know what to say. But it was a mighty special night. I feel genuinely thankful that I got to celebrate it with my friends, even when I got all weepy.

Anyway thanks to everyone who was there.

Also for those that were feeling a bit amorous after last nights events...

Movie Redux....

So more then 2 Crackmonkeys were in one location at one time. That means someone must report on the activities of the evening.

Our motley band of movie goers, marshaled its forces to Boardman's Art Theater.

We watched Religulous. It was thoroughly entertaining, though I suspect not standard fair for everyone. Though I felt is worth the 9 dollars and as a tool to promote dialog.

That all being said, I felt is was a fine time. Those not there were missed.

So we concluded the evening with drinking....probably a bit much for some of us. Tyler was being all whinny about a stuffed up nose! We told him to drink between breaths!

Anyway, there was a movie, some drinking, some pizza, and good times were had by all....

G

Monkies beaten, but unbowed

I got awarded the spirit visor last night for brilliance in running all over the place. This was something I came to regret as I tried to jog up the stairs to my apartment and my legs collapsed. Ok, not really, but that almost happened.

We played a pretty solid game, I felt. But then again, it's hard to know what's going on in the infield when you're spacing out in the outfield. After Mike mixed up the roster, we all proved to be solid utility players, making plays all over and astounding the announcers and cheering section with our abilities.

The other team, after nearly losing by forfeit, showed up and demonstrated their ability to hit the ball hard up the middle, pop it into short outfield, or belt it to the fences, whichever they chose. We demonstrated an ability to get hits but not score.

I think the final score was 12-5, but honestly I forgot to look at the end of the game. Who really cares that much; everyone had a good time and is now looking forward to the costume ball next week.

Oh yeah, it was 29 degrees out.

Here are the costume decisions for the game November 3:

Tracy Lamont as Sarah Palin

Scot Campbell as Todd Palin

Brian "Woody" Woodard as Track Palin, the soldier

Jamie Young as Bristol Palin and her Baby Bump

Micki Hallum as Trig Palin

Michelle Bavester as Piper Palin (and for the life of me, I couldn't find a picture of her licking the baby....but Michelle, she's the one in the white jacket here)

Glenn Westfield as Levi Johnston, the baby daddy

Michelle Ryan as The Moose

Holly Stalcup as The Russians

Mike Cation as John McCain

and Tyler Field as Barack Obama.

Get to work, kids. You have two weeks!

Dear Glenn:

YOU BROKE MICHELLE'S FINGER. NICE FLIPPING JOB.

Jerk.

Volleyball recap from 10/15

The Crackmonkeys came out fired up in game one, jumping out to a big lead, and holding on to win game one.

Game two....not so much.

Game three was a race, which the Crackmonkeys won, knocking off the dreaded Scud Missile team in 3.

It was, in this writer's opinion, some of the worst volleyball ever. Our opponents, SCUD, were big proponents of dumping it over on one, lifting, double contacts, throwing, and other bullshit. Amber got upset that Mr. Sweatpants was so sloppy, and didn't know what he was doing, and swore. Jill and Kathy laughed through the match, especially when SCUD started yelling at sweatpants for being an idiot. Mike laughed through most of it too, until he got tired and sore. Alex was Alex, and played pretty big. And Sarah (welcome to the Monkeys) was scrappy, and took a shot to the head for the team. Good work.

So, the team is 3-1, which is not at all bad.