Proof that rednecks are everywhere

Today, we went to SHAPE for the British Summer Fete.  There's a game that I had been warned about, but still seems funny to actually play.  It's "Wellie Wanging."  Basically, you see who can throw a rubber boot the furtherest.  I can easily imagine how many pints the two Brits that came up with this must have pitched back before creating this game.  What is harder to imagine is how this became such a cultural event that the British contingent to SHAPE felt that it should be included in an event that shares part of their culture with the community.  Isaac thought it was great fun.  We fully expect to be hit in the face with one of his rubber boots one day next week when we walk into his room.  I was briefly in the lead with 76 feet before it was ecclipsed. 

 

On a somewhat related note, on Wednesday of this week my battalion had a German / American sports day with the German reps on SHAPE.  Basically, they grilled brats.  We beat them 43-6 in softball.  They beat us like red-headed stepchildren in soccer, and we all went home.  Great fun. My soccer skills have not improved since high school.  My ability to crash into people and shove and elbow may have improved.  Either way, I'm still bruised from that one.