The beautiful chaos that is Rage-in-the-Cage dodgeball was on display Saturday and I guess it’s just easier to recap the day with a list of memorable moments and thoughts. This isn’t just a tournament, it’s an event!
Jar of Farts… by far the best team name, best sportsmanship and I loved yelling out, “Jar of Farts, are you ready?!?!” in front of hundreds of people.
I saw a team eliminate another team in less than 20 seconds. I’m not going to name names. The next time I had to ask them twice if they were ready. They did end up taking 2 of 3 so they finally woke up.
There was a 7-foot giant from Schoolyard with a cannon for an arm. Teams quickly figured out once they eliminated him, the rest of the muscle just wasn’t strong enough. Those dudes are big.
All of the spectators that stand in the Cage by me while the matches are going on make me laugh. It’s definitely an “At your own risk” situation. One guy was standing there with a full beer and I don’t know who threw that ball that crushed his plastic cup and soaked him, but “thank you”. That was hilarious. The spectator even just gave a casual nod and said “good one” and proceeded to grab another beer and stand in the same spot. Awesome.
Lucid and Mi-Keys should talk next time before the tournament about t-shirt colors. Too much teal.
There was also the girl who complained to me all tournament about the over-the-center line rule. Not sure why she hated me so much. I saw her stumble and slide head first with her whole body across the center line. I’m glad she was OK, but karma sometimes can trip you up.
This was by far the most watched tournament yet. I don’t feel like doing the math, but there were 3 or 4 people deep all around the fence pretty much the whole day and even more for the championship. Great to see the balcony at Hotel Foster used as second level seating for those that wanted a birds-eye view.
The championship match had everything; spinning 360 throws, clutch catches, knee pads, staredowns, crowd participation, and unfortunately, controversy. It’s never my intention to have an influence on the game because of a blown call, but sometimes it happens. I just hope the drinks I bought afterwards helped ease some of the pain. Regardless, it was a fun, hard fought battle between the SuperDudes from Milwaukee, versus TC Boosh, a team comprised of players from the Twin Cities and Chicago areas. TC Boosh previously beat the SuperDudes in the semi-final round, so the ‘Dudes were coming up from the losers bracket in the double elimination style tournament. Great back and forth action all match but it was TC Boosh that rattled off 2 straight victories after dropping the first game to defeat the SuperDudes 2 out of 3 for the championship.
Congrats and thanks to all the teams that participated this year. I’m already looking forward to next year’s battle. A special thanks to all the SuperDudes and others for helping me set up and tear down the fencing.
I apologize to the Summer Soulstice organizers that we went over our allotted time, but judging by how many people were engaged, watching, chanting, and cheering during the tournament, we were just giving the people what they wanted. Pure entertainment.
Until next year Summer Soulstice.