Low Tier of Joy: eating a Toaster Strudel.
Middle Tier of Joy: getting married.
Highest Tier of Joy: playing Johnball.
Scroll down for a vast, varied, and vibrant photo-hoard of the most photogenic pastime known to the human race. Sit back, grab a Nutri-Grain® bar, and enjoy.
The chaos of Johnball knows no bounds. Its bedlam, limitless.
Trying desperately to get the johnball before it flies away.
A magic moment.
True Johnball virtuosos use their entire being whilst battling in the Circle-O-Death. It is necessary to employ not only the hands but also the head, the heart, the butt.
Absolutely the exact same formation King Leonidas used with his army of 300.
“One must listen not to his fears and reservations whilst soldiering away on the Johnball field. Trust only the bat in thy hands and the courage in thy heart.”
-From the 1616 manuscript “The Art of Johnball”
The ability to fly gives one a distinct advantage in Johnball, though you’ll need a mohawk to do it.
Is it better to be feared or respected?
Trick question. It is better to be loved, because love is all you need.
Johnballers at the University Wisconsin Eau Claire. Nothing out of the ordinary for these guys.
“Johnball is not a matter of intensity but of balance, order, rhythm and harmony.”
Just recently, a Minneapolis Johnballer introduced the sport to the National Guard. “They really liked how exhausting the game can be if you push yourself– and how it really allowed the platoon to bond. Everyone wants to play again,” said Nicholas Erdos-Thayer.
You are the future, little guy.
What springtime Johnball looks like in Minneapolis.
“The true man wants two things: danger and play. For that reason he wants Johnball, as the most dangerous plaything.”
Starting a game of Johnball is like playing a game of reverse KerPlunk.
This really happened.
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