One of my great joys in life is bocce. What is bocce you ask? None other than the greatest sport invented this side of bowling. Defined by the dictionary as “A game of Italian origin similar to lawn bowling that is played with wooden balls on a long narrow court covered with fine gravel.” This is only the tip of the iceberg of a game that encompasses all of my favorite things in life (minus being naked with girls or course) There is completion, there is friendship, there is shit talking and there is lots of booze. The sport of a true procrastinating, out of shape alcoholic, looking for any excuse to get loaded and throw things on a weekly basis
I am a part of a team sponsored (Sort of. They paid for our entry fee one year but we are too lazy to change the name) by a wine bar named Grand Vin. Our team consists of a millionaire, a wine rep, a filmmaker/photographer, a boaty handyman dude, a plumber, a token girl hotel worker, and a out of work bartender that quit the team for unknown reasons. We are a hodge podge of people form different backgrounds that come together on Monday nights to play with balls, share a drink and have a laugh.
I have no point in telling you this except that it rules to get a bunch of odd people together to throw balls and drink. I highly suggest it. What more could you ask for on a monday night? Except for maybe getting naked with girls.
