was rather dirty, fun, disgusting, exciting, painful, but overall extremely worth the mud. Our team name was the Stolen Muffins (thanks Mallory for the name!), which seemed to be a hit. We did much better than last year, actually made it into the playoff tournament. However, unfortunately one of our players (see front and center in the above picture) had to get seven stitches below his knee when he hit a rather large rock. The courts were much much rockier than last year. Turns out someone had poured gravel over the lot a few years back. Nice. :)
Either way it was pretty fun. It's good to get muddy every once in awhile.