We arrived on Friday in time to check in, stop by Wild Wings (the hotspot for the tourney), and get to the field in time to hand out the first bum-whupping of the weekend. And by "we," I mean Duke, as I spent most of my time in the lawn chair nursing a sweet tea and a growing suntan.
They won twice on Friday night and didn't play again until Saturday at 5 pm. B & I took advantage of the morning and hit the outdoor mall for amazing pizza and a hearty dose of local culture. I love downtown C'ville! We stopped by the farmer's market and resisted buying every last plant of basil in the place.
After another victory on Saturday, we headed straight to a fabulous Irish pub where we toasted our good fortune and played hour upon hour of shuffleboard. Again, let's clarify that the "we" is used loosely. B & his partner ran the table for over 3.5 hours. That's longer than Titanic. It was almost sad to force them to leave!
Sunday they got a good couple of games in before we lost, knocking ourselves out of the tournament. We got home around 4 and unwound for the rest of the evening. All told, it was a great weekend. B's hip and shoulder are still recovering from various over-use and impact, respectively. We aren't the kid we used to be, but heavens if we aren't more fun now. :)