Blue Ball Busters...huh?

As instructed by an e-mail that I got in my inbox; I drove up to Portland after work and met with all the people that were going to be playing kickball this summer.
There was probably about 30+ people there and we had a room reserved for our rowdiness.
I was a little nervous since it's been a long time since I've put myself in a situation where I knew nobody in a social setting.
But apon signing in, I was instructed to join team 2. Much to my surprise, I was 1 of 2 guys sitting at our teams table. So it's me, and my rather quiet counterpart Josh and a table full of reasonably attractive girls.
I say "reasonably" simply because I'm pretty picky about my tastes in women, and I don't throw around the word "hottie" carelessly.
It was rather pleasant though to walk up to complete strangers and introduce myself. I couldn't help but wonder what the girls were thinking as I made my rounds around the table shaking hands with them, but I never got that awkward vibe from any of them suggesting that I made a bad first impression.
We all sat around drinking beers and waiting for our Coordinator to go over the rules of kickball and blah, blah, blah.
But afterward, we had a nice time talking about what we all did for work and the polite nothings to keep the conversation momentum moving forward. Before long though, we were getting comfortable enough to start cracking jokes and teasing one another and all was good.
It was an interesting experience. I kinda realized what kind of person I was, when I wasn't around familiar settings and away from the life that seems so uncomfortable to me.

I was still a happy guy...

I still loved entertaining people...

and I love Guinness...

But one of the tasks for the evening was to come up with a team name.
Considering that we were the blue team, it didn't take long for the girls to decide on the name "Blue Ball Busters".
Which, in my opinion, can be taken 2 ways...

We either will seriously bust some balls in kickball...

Or we provide sexual services to alleviate the deprived male...

hmmmm...they picked it, not me.