Tuesday, August 29, 2006

botch-y

my bocce team, if you want my bocce participated in the floyd summer 2006 tournament over the weekend. our first game was scheduled for 12:45. the opponent didn't show up. so we made it to the next round, where our opponent once again was a no show. without rolling an official frame, we made it to the semi-finals, where we would be pitted against either the cobra kai or our arch-rivals, the coffee flats terrors. i wonder if they consider us their arch-rivals. i say they are our arch-rivals since 3 of my teammates used to be on the terrors in their championship season until they were unceremoniously dumped because the team was deemed to be too large. the dividing line? whether or not you had purchased a t-shirt. the kicker: the terrors wound up adding two players to their team the following season!

the terrors took care of the kai handily, setting up the match we had all been waiting for. finally after like 7 hours of waiting we were about to get in an actual game! despite errant rolling by yours truly, if you want my bocce took the terrors down in a snappy two games. my teammates were stone cold, rolling like true warriors. i seriously don't know what was wrong with me - my shots went completely diagonal instead of straight. it was really the worst i ever played, but the rest of the team picked me up.

on to the finals! this is what happened:

we forgot to show up. we forgot there was a game. it was ugly.

but we did finally win best team name and then we went to grimaldi's for dinner. so it wasn't all that bad. ok, it was! i wanted to win! but sometimes it just isn't in the bocce balls. is it better to lose like we did, where it wasn't even close, or is it better to stretch it out to 3 games and be very close to winning? i'm not sure.

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6 Comments:

Blogger Listmaker said...

i'd rather be close and lose in a heartbreaker than get destroyed.

August 29, 2006 3:40 PM  
Blogger youthlarge said...

i was still heart broken by the day's events. the last time i felt like this was when the mets lost in the 2000 world series.

August 29, 2006 4:36 PM  
Blogger weasel said...

You forgot to show up? Really? Not just metaphorically as in didn't play well, but physically didn't arrive at the venue? That's the kind of thing legends are made of.

August 30, 2006 9:20 AM  
Blogger youthlarge said...

we vaporized, weasel. one of the many new talents dan came back from SE Asia with.

August 30, 2006 10:45 AM  
Blogger Bill Norris said...

Is this bar bocce on a court? Because down here we tend to play it an open field, where things like terrain and fire ants come into play. It tends to make things more interesting.

September 01, 2006 5:54 PM  
Blogger youthlarge said...

it's a red clay court. no fire ants here in brooklyn, but occasionally mystery wet spots that need to be mopped up. i would love to say terrain and say, cockroaches abetted my errant play, but not so.

September 01, 2006 8:39 PM  

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