But ....
I did it .... I really did it. After getting beat at crokinole by Gryper for most of my life, I wupped his butt. Yep, I did it.
So now, the questions come.
Is he losing that killer instinct?
Did he have too much G&T?
Was he sleep deprived?
I know one thing, he didn't let me win, as he might claim. I saw the surprised and horrified looks that flashed across his face when his shot wasn't exactly as he had planned. I saw the looks of disbelief when my shots did work out. I was red hot!
Yep ... if I never, ever win again, I will always remember that for one brief, shining, moment, I reigned!
3 comments:
Job extremely WELL DONE!
You da man!
First, let me explain, I don't want to complain but the chair I had was uncomfortable, the pucks I had were out of balance, and I had a lot of Black Fly bites to contend with PLUS there was a glare from the window which was at Fiddling Granny's back so she had a light advantage.
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