That is totally how Tuesday night went. So much fun!

I guess we should start by running through the real game- Kubb was awesome! Who knew that throwing sticks at sticks in order to throw sticks at a spiky stick could be so fun? Everyone seemed to hit their stride after the first game & the end result was victory for Heeb & L’Oreal!

After that, the 50-60 of us with our new status as Kubb aficionados wandered over to Blondies to destroy some wings & light beer. The room was crazy crowded as the wings were finished and indigestion set in. Faster than a flash of lightning (and I SWEAR I am not exaggerating) tables were pushed together, empty dishes were thrown at the poor, naïve clearer guy & cups were filled up to the first line with beer.

This is where we see the teams’ true colors come out. L’Oreal initiated the games with their red- faced competitiveness and challenged the Onion. Unfortunately, even with ‘ringers’ on their side, the team lost the round to the dismay of their semi-captain who missed the whole ordeal during one, short smoke break.

More rounds were played, Heeb put up a good fight against SonyBMG who ended up playing L’Oreal, a much anticipated rematch after the Kubb loss. After that, it was getting late, the Onion team slid out quietly leaving Justin as the lone green t-shirt yet again.

Matador & Fader next week!
Long live Kubb!

We have two long anticipated games going on tomorrow that are sure to give some serious bragging rights to the winners.

The Onion vs Heeb magazine- Although we are playing Kubb it seems like a game of witty, satirical back & forth will probably take precedence between these two low- circulation publications. These two offices have met before on a dodgeball court & may see tomorrow’s game as some sort of rematch. Check out the video & possibly the best ‘dodgeball’ t- shirts of all time.

L’Oreal vs SonyBMG- Two of our largest, rowdiest & most corporate teams clash tomorrow but we aren’t interested in who is going to win Kubb. We, here, are more excited about the post- game flip cup tourneys that are bound to happen.

Stay tuned for post game recaps & pictures!!

In an absolutely thrilling match up, SONY BMG’s One Million Ninjas defeated The Onion at standing still capture the flag. After the attempted trickery by The Onion, our fateful Ninjas soon realized their best offense was a good defense.

There are 13 Ninjas hiding in this picture from the game.. Can you locate them?

Always first class, here we are helping up a teammember from The Onion who tripped..

Cheers to The Onion’s last man standing, Justin (if that is your real name).

(Game 7/28 …okay, so I’m late, but the story must be told)

Strike 1: The first strike of the evening is one of shock and awe. During the top half of the 3rd inning, we (L’Oreal’s team ‘Save Your Face’) launched a surprise attack on the Onion using a full range of aquatic weaponry. Operation French Onion Soupwas a soaking success. After we drained our arsenal the wiffleball score no longer mattered. The wet Onions were dripping with embarrassment. (photo shows the water grenade prep work)

(balloons were disguised as baseballs …so clever!)

Strike 2: Two words - ‘Flip Cup’ Simply put, L’Oreal can flip a damn cup. The Onion’s attempts to do it better were futile. Hi-Fives all around for L’Oreal.

Strike 3: For the third strike, the Onion really out did themselves. Already embarrassed by the water attack, and the flip cup challenge, the Onion ups the ante on embarrassment - OBNOXIOUS PROJECTILE VOMETING!!! Nothing and no one were safe from the vile liquid which reeked of onion flavored muscle milk mixed with some wing sauce. Thanks Onion for making L’Oreal feel like Winners despite the wiffle score. Strike 3 - The Onion’s Out!

After an amazing display of athletic prowess in game one, The FADER approached the field with a confidence and hunger in the eye for redemption. After two full weeks of practice twice daily and numerous 20 minute episodes spent enduring the freezing temperatures of an ice bath, we rebounded together. We were a team.

Some of us were interpretive danced while rounding third base while others showed skill by diving and rolling in the grass to catch balls and tag players out.

Chace Crawford joined us for a post-game beer at Blondies. That’s right folks. You heard it here first. Not long after Chace’s departure, we offered a peace trade with the Onion. In exchange for a pitcher of beer, a delectable plate of wings was tossed between tables.

Get on the donkey.