Friendly Cornhole Tournament Devolves Into Massive Brawl With Plenty Of Clean Shots And Ripped Off Polo Shirts

Cornhole, bags, baggo.  I don’t care what you call it, the fact is the same – there’s no frustration quite like the frustration that builds up from a bad day on the lawn.   When the beanbags just aren’t dropping through the hole, when they’re skidding off the board, when your angles are off, when you finally place one on there and the next jerkoff knocks it right off.   Add the beers and beating sun and trash talk to the mix and it’s a recipe for a guy in a pink polo to get his shirt ripped off after laying out an entire posse and random bros hopping in from the clouds to land some right hooks right square in the nose and mouth.

People think lawn games are supposed to be fun.  Those people are 6 year old kids and non gamblers.

PS,

I like that bad ass girl on the mic.  So offended by this black eye on her cornhole tournament.  GET!  GET OUT!