I curled yesterday at the Bowling Green Curling Club in Ohio. It was an old guys bonspiel, curling tournament, what they call Tier 55 because you have to be over 55 to play in one. The Metamucil shots were the highlight of the day.
It was fun. We placed third, so we did all right for ourselves. We won pork chops; for reasons I've never known curling loves 'meat spiels' where the common prizes are, well, meats, something which makes the Metamucil shots all the more necessary I suppose.
The friendships are the best thing about curling though. There's never a bad time in a curling club. And that's why.
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