War of the Woods, Part II

The Players
Top, left to right: Adam, Big Ben, Billsy, Phil, Al.
Bottom, left to right: Yours Truly, Brent, Foos, Michael Motorcycle, Schwantz, Big I.


Adam preps his gun and Phil gets ready to down some Turkey Hill tea, the fuel of choice for the dedicated paintballer.


Embracing prudence, Brent put more clothes on before we played.


Big Ben sports Old Glory, which, according to Wikipedia is "a common nickname for the Flag of the United States, bestowed by William Driver, an early 19th century American sea captain. However, it also refers specifically to the flag owned by Driver, which has become one of the U.S.'s most treasured historical artifacts."


I wondered if the old Schwantz still existed. As sure as the nose on my face, it does. You'd think getting married and having a kid might slow him down a tad. Nope. Okay, maybe just a tad. But he's still not down to everyone else's level. Thanks to Krista for letting him come out to play.


One of the prices Schwantz paid for coming out to play: a lump on the noggin.


As dusk descended, we expelled a good bit of paintballs on "the gauntlet." Phil got hit in the neck twice. Big I somehow made it through with only one hit. Incredible. His captors would've let him go.