Outlaws: Flag Football Champs!

I play in an indoor flag football league with some friends. Last night was the Championships. If we won our first game at 9:00, we play in the championship at 11:00. I was a little late to the first game but joined them shortly after the half. We were down, I jumped in playing cornerback, and our D stepped it up. We didn't allow another point. We came back, and ended up winning in overtime.

Second game was a close game. Pretty evenly matched as well. With about 2:30 left to go, the opposing team had a 4th and goal just outside the endzone. I was playing my cover zone far to the right. Their QB just lobbed one right up into the middle of the endzone hoping one of his guys would come down with it. Fortunately for us, one of our guys can jump like 24 feet into the air, and he got up higher. Only he didn't come down with it. He saw me standing by myself in my zone, cause the guy I was covering just ran into the middle, like an 8 year old playing 'bunch ball' soccer. My teammate batted the ball in my direction, and I grabbed it and was off to the races. I had a good angle on the first guy and got around him. Streaking down the sideline it was a sure 'pick & 6' for us. Except it didnt happen.

Out of nowhere, one of their other players completely blindsides me, running full speed, and shoves me into the wall, hard. Now if this were actual football on an outdoor field and in pads, I would've had no problem with what he did, good play, he got me out of bounds. But we're playing flag football. The flags start at your waist and go down towards the knees. He full on shoved me in the shoulder area and I went flying into the hockey bench-styled boards. It hurt, a lot. I immediately felt my back tighten up. Next thing I know, one of my other teammates comes flying in towards this guy. That's it. Other team's benches clears, our clears. I don't know how, but somehow not a single punch was thrown and the ensuing brawl never happens. I'm still on the ground, and pissed.

It was a total dirty, cheap shot, by a thug player who got mad that he got beat on the play. I've got about 1200mg of Motrin in my system right now, trying to keep my back in check. But I'm sore. The other team didn't even shake our hands after the game. Chumps. Those are the kind of people who gives sports a bad name.

Anyway, the Outlaws are your indoor flag football champions (for the second time out of three seasons) and with a perfect record this time around. Here's the boys and the winning team:

Me and Larry, the dude who batted the interception towards me.