We haven't had a good cornhole tournament since Alabama, so it was definitely time we planned one. We are reunited with our good friends, the Normans, at last. When we moved to Florida, they moved to Italy, but here we are back together and living on the same street! Of course, when Paw-Paw and Lady found out about Norm and Shelly being here they got in on the fun. We were short one team, but we managed to make a three team tournament. Too bad Team New School Haggerty wasn't around to join in the not so friendly competition.
This year we added a rule to make the tournament more professional. Each team had to have matching uniforms.
Team Awesome. We all managed to find our uniforms in the clothing department at Walmart. We were the only ones who found our matching get up in the boy's section. Steve is wearing a boy size 18. I'm wearing a boy size 14/16. "I'm not bragging. I'm really this awesome."
Team Born to Win.
Team YOLO. Paw-Paw and Lady are living it up because as we all know, You Only Live Once. These are the biggest smack talkers.
Let the games begin.
We normally have trouble with cars speeding down our street. Not the case on Saturday. I'm surprised we didn't cause a wreck with everyone trying to catch a glimpse of the professional cornholers.
I informed Paw-Paw and Lady that these shirts are only to be worn during this competition. Never, ever, ever under any circumstance are they to put them on again. I hope Georgia relatives will inform me if they catch either one wearing them around.
As hard as both of these teams tried, neither one could pull out a tournament victory.
Team Awesome against Team Born to Win. Looks like Born to Win wasn't actually born to win.
We played cornhole way into the night. Steve got out his giant flood lights. It came down to Team YOLO and Team Awesome. Lady and Paw-Paw weren't able to back up their smack talking on the court. Team Awesome is the 2013 cornhole champions.
This water slide babysat for us during our competition.
Boomba and Ray-Ray. Little ghetto girls from Montgomery.
Loving Paw-Paw and Lady's shades.
The best part about buying our shirts in the kids department is that we were able to get the kids matching team shirts. Anyone else thinking Christmas card?
We smoked a brisket and turkey all day and Steve even surprised us with his one and only food item he makes, wild rice soup. When he makes it using the proper ingredients it's delicious. When he accidentally substitutes a cup of flour with powdered sugar it's not the best, but the kids loved it.
It was a long night for the kids. Baby Ray-Ray is almost three years old now, but that doesn't mean we can't stick her in the same Moses basket we stuck her in every night in Montgomery while we continued on with the fun.
4 months.
Hopefully Joe and Lexi can compete in the next tournament because I would love to beat them too.