It turns out that Cincinnati is the motherland of Cornhole, an unfortunately named game similar to horseshoes in which contestants toss small bags full of dry feed corn toward a slightly angled wooden board with a hole in it. A bag in the hole counts two; a bag lying on the board scores 1.
A recent article in the New York Times took note of the growing popularity of this “simple but addictive” game on the East Coast, along with its Cincinnati origins. And a followup article in the Enquirer said one of the organizations that has staked a claim as the sport’s governing body, the American Cornhole Organization, is located right down the pike from us in the town of Milford.
Cornhole boards are often brightly painted with football or baseball themes, and the bags come in all colors. You can even buy strings of LED lights to illuminate the hole so that bag tossing can continue long past sunset. In this part of the country, there are Cornhole tournaments, and the game has more lately spawned a “mini” version with tiny bags the size of Wheat Chex.
This is one of those rare instances where something literally corny has become “in,” at least for the moment. It’s particularly rare for Milford to be linked to anything even remotely cutting edge. An old town on the eastern side of the Cincinnati metro area, it’s widely considered by locals to be on the edge of hillbillyville. But hey, when you’re hip, you’re hipĀ – even if it’s for Cornhole.