Baseball, shmaseball — there’s a new game in town.
Just as surely as shmaseball is a real word (it’s official, so be quiet now), America has a new pastime. It is Wiffle ball and, yes, you might remember it from when you were like six. Well, now you’re 26 and you want some action. No, not that kind of action — anybody can get that as long as they have a map to Buckhead and a pastel polo — but the on-field sporting action that every still youngish person yearns for to wake up the echoes of past glory. Sure, you are the shift manager at Staples now, but remember when you won that game in your hometown a decade ago.
Glory can be yours again.
After much beer-drinking, experimentation and the help of some ant-riddled plywood from the dump, Milltown Arms Tavern (180 Carroll St SE, Cabbagetown-Atlanta, GA 30312, 404-827-0434) has resurrected a sport crazier than a postpartum Britney Spears haircut. A quick reading of the rules for the Wifflanta League (which can be found here or sent to you by emailing Milltown Arms Tavern ) prove just that … allow me:
-3-on-3 team competition
-Pegging runners
-Onsite Wifflanta stadium at the bar
-Hitting random objects to assure you a homer, an out or even a pitcher of beer
-Pitcher and first baseman combined into one evil out-making machine
-Drunkenness encouraged
Done and done.
The league lasts three weeks so far starting on May 30th and alternating weekends after that (lengthier depending on sign ups, so they say), is cheaper than those ridiculous kickball leagues and allows you unlimited wiffling, free booze and food, prizes, postgame music/trivia/dj sets by local bands. What more could you want? If you said a scraped knee, a bruise from a Wiffle curve into the thigh and a bucket of cold ones, I’ll see you out there at Wifflanta.
By: Nm4 & The East Coast Americas media (Nm4 is an AFOMFT contributor)
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