As most of us hadn't played since the 70's, it took a bit to get back in the groove but once we did, there were some outstanding matches. Roger kept referencing records being broken on every shot but due to the fact we were all about 13 the last time we played, there was no way to challenge his claims. Regardless, it could have been marbles we were playing, it didn't matter. We had it all, the thrill of victory.....and the agony of defeat; and nobody's head got a Jart embedded in it.
Trail Head
Trail Head
Honey, time for Jarts; let's wear the matching white leisure pants. |