Duplexal Tension

After a weekend of sunny weather and outdoor dodgeball action (did anyone else get as tan as us?), the merry men and women of BAD! came together on a dark stormy night. Not much happened on the court last evening, but off the court was a different story -which we will get to later. Open play was well attended and super fun. We must give kudos to the board for extending the open play time: well done! Then the only other mentionables is that Team Eduardo *we mean Eagle* finally had a game taken from them by Gym Bar (Gym and the Holograms = totally the cutest team name ever) and Project Sandwich ate their way to a well deserved victory. If you ask us, other than Eagle, there are no clear break away teams this season. Hmmmm, do you think maybe the board feted the teams? It also seems that they feted it so that no fun people ended up on any of the same teams. The overall attitude in the gym is pretty low energy if you ask us… What’s up with that?

Anyways, on to the good stuff: the after party at Duplex. It was quite funny to watch the dodgeballers roll in to Duplex all wet and when they got to the top of the stairs, looking around thinking, “Did I go to the right bar?” Don’t worry kids, you did. We know that Poppi wasn't there to ply us with drinks and Lady Gaga, but the post-game fun was just in the cabaret in the back. And fun it was. Perhaps you can blame it on Spring Fever, but the ‘ballers were all a bit frisky last night. Flip-Cup ruled the small theatre’s stage for the beginning of the night and everyone started to get cozy with a drink. Eduardo, Jacob and Trevor were arm wrestling in back. Apparently Eduardo and Trevor are all quiet on the hook up front, so there has to be a different way to release the sexual tension. We know Jacob would have been happy to help them with their "release".

Then Steve had the idea to change the game up a bit and do “Lip Sync For Your Life” a la RuPaul’s Drag Race. The idea had promise, and some of us were very excited to see which members would give it a go. But then it dawned on us: this was just another opportunity for attention whores (*cough* BBahr & Mikey *cough*) to beg for the spotlight some more. Luckily, we were treated to some guest stars that made us smile like Vanessa and Castellano, but our attention waned quickly and couldn’t wait for the awkwardfest to end. Steve: valiant effort, but let’s not do that again. We are still cringing a bit today at work.

With the lip service over, boys started to pair up and the new hot couple of the moment (Nick and John) was seen leaving together for a second week in a row. We wonder if they had to flip a coin for our favorite game, "Who's gonna bottom tonight?"… Then thankfully the flip cup table came back. We flipped for a bit and checked out the trade at the table, but what surprised us the most were the amount of girls that came to party. And they didn’t just sit in the corner and chat among themselves this time around. They are going to give the boys a run for their money this season. The flip cup was mostly straight forward other than a tepid attempt to get Truth or Dare going. Rumor has it that upper management is trying to put the kibosh on that game, but we’ll see how well they pull that off. Endre was throwing himself at Andreau the whole game, (can they be required to play with their shirts off this season?), Nicole and Jason traded shirts (how fierce is that girl?), we saw Bex bench pressing the boys (pocket gays at that) and guys were making out with girls (ew).

But then the royal rumpus started. Out of nowhere, Stacey, who spent most of her night in deep conversation with that blond bombshell Rachel just outside the party (Oh my! ladies Eastern Bloc was soooo last season) decided that winning last season’s “Loveliest Lady” contest wasn’t the only title she wanted: she wanted to win the WWE Championship belt as well. Like out of a scene of Wrestlemania VI, her and super cute Laura started getting down and dirty. Not that we were complaining, give the girls some jello and bikinis and we could make some serious cash at the next after-party. It was almost as if they were at a Home Depot super sale and there was only one power drill left. Stacey definitely had the upper hand but Laura held her own and thankfully when Stacey finally pinned Laura they were still all smiles. The lesbionic sexual tension was delicious. Keep it up ladies; we love when you party hard.

The night started to wind down, the music got shut off and the girls were reprimanded for wrestling, but WAIT! Jason K came to the rescue armed with pizza and munchies, and the remaining dodgeballers chowed down like they were fat kids at an all you can eat buffet. For the future, avoid all things garlic past midnight. It was at that point and we watched BBahr go home without Steve for the second time, mostly so Steve could stay and satiate his wandering eye on the flip cup table (even Stevie Wonder saw this one coming kids) and the remaining ladies and gentlemen made desperate attempts to find someone to walk home with in the rain. That was our cue to exit before we took advantage of one those lonely boys or girls. We guess when it rains, it pours. xoxo

Great Scott!

We wish we could say we were surprised, but someone this funny, nice, and cute like Cutrone only happens every so often. That is our guess for why he won the Hottest Vet award for this season! And deservedly so, he won by just a couple more votes than our runner up Weeks who was neck and neck with Cutrone for a while. But in the end Scott pulled out the leader of the pack, and is taking home the gold. We also saw Aussie Mark putting up a fight for third place, but in the end his C-IN2 teammate won the honors.

That leads us to our next poll, and this time it's ladies choice...
literally. We held off on the girls, but we saved the best for last. If there is a certain female you who is most deserving of the title of 'Favorite Lovely Lady' than make your voice heard. This maybe the hardest vote yet. *UPDATE* - Technology sometimes bites the big one, and that means we lost results from the poll yesterday. It's back up and running now. xoxo

Your Favorite Lovely Lady Vets

We asked who your favorite lady vet was this season, and boy was it a fight to the finish. Mandy from Pets at Play and Esther from WOOF! came out swinging and in the end tied for first. That's right, you queens couldn't make up your minds so we have crowned them both because let's be honest, these two are totally fun.

Of course we have to say, we LOVE all of the ladies in the league. Those gay boys could not be more lucky to have such a banging group of girls to play on the court and attempt to beat in flip cup after. While we wish could give them all crowns, but unfortunately there are too many queens in the league and what the Tony Dapolito Center doesn't need is another broken tiara on the court. xoxo

The Other After Party

While those boys were busy showing their asses at Urge, the ladies were getting pretty scandalous over at the Cubbyhole. Dykey Mikey and the lovely ladies were getting their drink on and apparently got VERY friendly towards the end of the night. Let's just hope they save some love for next season. xoxo

Party Crashing

This weekend certainly busy, and there was no shortage of birthdays to be drinking at. Some of our favorite highlights:

- We finally managed to get a drink at the 9th Ave Saloon for Monica's birthday, and boy was it a workout. The bar was packed (we are pretty sure it hadn't been that packed since the 1988 Leather Party) and the jukebox was fierce. We got our "Naughty" stamp (which still hasn't come off our hand!) and cheap drinks and tried to say hello to the birthday girl but even we had to wait in line just to say we were off to Vlada.

- Niki rocked it out in Queens no less, with the wonderful ladies of B.A.D., and we swear, they totally get more action than the guys. They sang, they drank, they got down with their bad selves.

- On Sunday night we played our favorite guessing game:  how many leather bears would it take in a hot tub to make bear soup? Well if it's for Gilbride's birthday (and the end of Leather Weekend), the answer is as many as it can hold. His par-tay at the Park was off the chain and we saw some hot leather daddies in action. The burlesque show was as Rachel Zoe would say "to die", and we are so happy Thom and Mike braved the hot waters of the tub and added their own peas and carrots to make "bear stew". Does Rachael Ray have that recipe for her 30 minute meals? We don't think so.

It's Ladies Night!

Just when we thought those pesky boys of dodgeball were the true rock stars, the ladies of the league had a super secret Girls Night Out, and boy was it. The lovely ladies started the night out Ostia where lots of sangria was consumed, tapas were passed, and they even learned a little spanish from the waitress. Things were tame, this is until they got to Pieces.

It was only at Pieces where the ladies let loose their inner rock stars (see all that Rock Band you been playing at home paid off!). Karaoke was the name of the game, and everyone had their signature song ready to go.

Two veterans showing you how it's done.

This is when we think Niki really realized she LOVES sangria.

Poppi laying down the law the way it was meant to be laid: by her!

Nobody ever took that stage solo, there were back up dancers, back up singers, hell there were even girl groupies, just like the rock stars have.

Some of our favorite renditions of the night included V showing Whitney crack IS wack with her take on "How Will I Know", Niki killing it on "Faith", and Anne (who maybe needs her own show in Vegas) showing up Cher with "If I Could Turn Back Time".

Like with any super secret party, you always have the party crashers, not that anyone minded. It was when the boys showed up did everything really start to get blurry. We are still convinced there were several staredown's when the ladies started to couple up and wonder off. We tried to find Poppi and realized she started a peace circle outside!

We did learn that Russell could rap to Lil' Kim, and he was totally gangsta. Who would have known such a sweet looking guy could get down with the queen bee?! Eventually the ladies needed a break from performing and headed to the Cubbyhole for the after-party. We knew something was up when the ladies pulled up in a car with 9 of them squeezed in! You heard us right, they piled 9 of them in one car! Girls it's only 3 blocks away, the rain really wasn't too bad.

At Cubbyhole, $2 dollar margaritas were inbibed and the jukebox was taken over. We saw some of the ladies defend their male counterparts against cocky patrons in the corner (You Go V!) while others jammed out to Guns and Roses.

Moral of the story, if the ladies go out, you better hope you are invited or find a way to crash the party.