Lest we become accused by the great Kraig Applecherry of another nostalgic trip, let us recall our youth and the ridiculous games we used to make up. Growing up an only child, we created so many things, up to and including the throwing of a Nerf ball against our bedroom wall, smacking it with a plastic bat on the carom, then declaring the resulting hit back off the wall to be a “home run” if it crossed a certain threshold upon its return to the floor. The point? There was none, except that it provided very nice filler while we watched the Atlanta Braves lose two of every three games. The point right now? If you love sports and competition, you have likely created such silly games yourself. Thus we offer he latest special feature in these here parts: Stupid Games We Created. In this case, the We is everyone, not just me. To illustrate that point, the series officially kicks off right now with Stensation, who created a game just yesterday. Ever played “MulchBall?” Didn’t think so. Here we go:

We are a lazy nation, evidenced evermore by a game created yesterday afternoon called “MulchBall.”

Combined, my neighbor and I have two croquet sets, a box of horse shoes and a bag of bocce balls to occupy us in the summer months. However, yesterday we were just kicking it in the backyard over a couple of beers. A third creature, his Shetland sheep dog Zach, was in the mix and in the mood to play. So we began tossing him an old tennis ball. Soon, as instincts took over, it became a competitive match.

The first human to get the tennis ball up and over a pile of mulch across the yard - without Zach getting to it first - made the 10 foot walk to the garage fridge to fetch the next beverage.

Sounds easy - but a maple tree, power lines, bushes, a fire pit and stacked wood are all in play in this particular yard. It’s like target lawn jarts, only nobody to date has been killed playing MulchBall.

We were actually trying to put spin on the tennis ball, getting it to bounce in front of the bushes, then veer right behind the fire pit and up the mulch pile.

In the end, a well-executed, low-angle sidearm toss did the trick for yours truly.

What’s your ridiculous creation? Give us a taste in the comments and send in an e-mail with a fuller description if you think it deserves a guest post.

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