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Kansas City, Missouri
When I was still living in Kansas City a buddy of mine invited me
to a croquet tournament out in the country, and, I'm still not sure
why, but I went. There were wickets made out of old coat hangers
and barbecue and 35 kegs of beer and about 150 people. I've been
playing the game ever since.
The competition. It looks like a nice, refined sport, but it's really
cutthroat, blood and guts competition but with gentlemanly ethics.
Because unlike other sports, if two of you are playing, the two
of you are the officials.
Myself when I'm not playing well.
They had the first tournament for prize money in 1986 and I played
then in the Meadowood Classic. In '89 the assistant pro left and
they offered me the job. I'm the head pro now and this is my eleventh
year. The first day I was here I got to teach 35 people how to play
croquet and I loved it
It's a dirty job but somebody has
to do it.
First thing I do is tell them not to laugh. They're surprised, especially
considering my size (6'2', 270 pounds). People think of croquet
and they think of the kid's backyard game. They have no idea.
The strategy. It's a lot more complicated than they expect.
It doesn't matter. But more men than women play the game, except
in Australia where women took up the game during World War Two and
haven't let up since.
Keep your head down.
Yes.
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