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Do you have boules?
Mar. 2nd, 2006 02:08 amSo, a while back some friends of mine here had mentioned that they wanted to start a pétanque club here at LSU. You're familiar with pétanque? It's somewhat like bocce, only less snooty about its rules and rigidities. It's also somewhat like horseshoes. Frankly, though, I think that it's most like curling, though this may have most to do with my temporary curling obsession during the now-sadly-departed Torino Olympics. Try checking out the Pétanque America website for more info; their "Game & Rules" section has a good intro.
Where was I? Oh yes. So Tom had mentioned that he wanted to start a pétanque club. [By the way, from now on I'm going to call the game 'boules'. It's perfectly proper to call it that, and it means I don't have to type an accent.] I had said that, sure, I'd join up, and then forgot about it. Come to find out, he went and did it, and a whole group of them have been playing boules semi-regularly for a while now! Pétanque Louisianaise is now, holy crap, an official student organization at LSU. Today was the World Pétanque Championship, and I played boules for the first time. Steve and I together formed Team Texas (he was born in *cough* the great state, and even knows far far more of "Deep in the Heart of Texas" than ever did I (although I can sing all of "Texas, Our Texas," which is the official state anthem)).
I was, honestly, somewhat worried about making an ass of myself. That whole aiming thing isn't really my strong suit at all, and our first match was against Marianne's mom and brother, both (of course) French and boules players since forever ago. But we won it. And the next. And then, in a stunning end that saw us double our score, we beat Tom and Logan, who I at least was fearful of. And that, that brought us to the top of our pool and thus the final. So as the day waned we played against Missy and Nathan (replacing Steve's friend Adam, who had to leave) and won the gold. Woot us!
I may have become addicted. I may have to buy my own set of boules. I may have to transplant the game to wherever I end up next year. I'm happy about it!
I ended up skipping the afterparty to meet with Erin, Mandi, and Erin's student Kohichi to go to Hello Sushi. Among us 4 we spent over 125$, 95$ on food alone! Mmm, sushi. Although, note to self: avoid the Honor Roll at all costs; the peaches don't blend at all. Also, the ninja roll is too big for even my gigantic mouth. But mmmm, baked salmon roll.
Where was I? Oh yes. So Tom had mentioned that he wanted to start a pétanque club. [By the way, from now on I'm going to call the game 'boules'. It's perfectly proper to call it that, and it means I don't have to type an accent.] I had said that, sure, I'd join up, and then forgot about it. Come to find out, he went and did it, and a whole group of them have been playing boules semi-regularly for a while now! Pétanque Louisianaise is now, holy crap, an official student organization at LSU. Today was the World Pétanque Championship, and I played boules for the first time. Steve and I together formed Team Texas (he was born in *cough* the great state, and even knows far far more of "Deep in the Heart of Texas" than ever did I (although I can sing all of "Texas, Our Texas," which is the official state anthem)).
I was, honestly, somewhat worried about making an ass of myself. That whole aiming thing isn't really my strong suit at all, and our first match was against Marianne's mom and brother, both (of course) French and boules players since forever ago. But we won it. And the next. And then, in a stunning end that saw us double our score, we beat Tom and Logan, who I at least was fearful of. And that, that brought us to the top of our pool and thus the final. So as the day waned we played against Missy and Nathan (replacing Steve's friend Adam, who had to leave) and won the gold. Woot us!
I may have become addicted. I may have to buy my own set of boules. I may have to transplant the game to wherever I end up next year. I'm happy about it!
I ended up skipping the afterparty to meet with Erin, Mandi, and Erin's student Kohichi to go to Hello Sushi. Among us 4 we spent over 125$, 95$ on food alone! Mmm, sushi. Although, note to self: avoid the Honor Roll at all costs; the peaches don't blend at all. Also, the ninja roll is too big for even my gigantic mouth. But mmmm, baked salmon roll.
