Meet The Pickle Monsters
Meet the Pickle Monsters
The Pickle Monsters are a family of Pickleball fanatics. Led by Mr. Dill and Ms. Dilly, the tribe has two kids, Baby Gerkin and Sour Sarah. Joined by their strange Uncle Mr. P and Kosher Gramps, they make quite the site when they stroll onto their local Pickle courts. Oh, and they have great pickleball gear!
Mr. Dill
Mr. Dill a/k/a The Big Pickle is a pickleball fanatic. He is known for his furious slams, his perpetual game face, and his overall bad attitude on the court. But don’t be fooled, when off the pickleball court The Big pickle is a teddy bear. He’s got a Dr.Jekyl thing going on where he transforms once he hits the court.
Lady Dill
Lady Dill is a pleasant sight on any pickleball court. Her outfits always match, her nails are always freshly painted and sharpened. But don’t be too charmed by her name or pleasant appearance. When it comes to Pickleball, she is every bit a monster. Whether dinking at the net, or firing her curvy serves, Lady Dill is a 100% competitor. And one you won’t soon forget.
Baby Gerkin
He’s just a little pickle, but in that small package comes a fierce competitor who gets better with every dink. He’s known to throw a tantrum or two and to occasionally bite his teammate, but Little Gerkin is just so cute you can’t help but love him and respect his little warrior mentality.
Sour Sarah
Half Sour Sarah is…well, she’s a little difficult. She doesn’t really want to be on the Pickle Court, or anywhere else with her family. But if prodded enough she becomes fierce and angry on court. We like to think she is really a sweetheart on the inside, but we have yet to evidence of that.
Mr. P
Known for his Mohawk haircut and his shocking purple color, this Pickle Monster is not someone to dink around with. He once lost his hand and bit off and swallowed an opponent's arm. Fortunately it wasn’t his playing arm. He didn’t even spit out the guy’s watch!
Kosher Gramps
Look out for Kosher Gramps. He is not a pleasant pickle. You can spot him by the constant scowl on his face and signature droopy socks. Perhaps best known for calling anything close to the line as out. He’s kind of an S.O.B. And he smells bad, really bad. Oh, and don't let his name fool you, he's a Unitarian.