This is Bocce Ball:
This is what we play:
Refer to the white circles to find the balls.
It's kind of a mix between Bocce Ball, Horseshoes, and Shot Put.
It started out simply enough.
Throwing the jack a modest distance from our feet.
Bowling the ball gently towards it.
A subtle "yes" or "how about that" when one of us would get closest.
But as soon as the field we were playing in started to open up we found ourselves unchallenged when we were able to easily see our target.
And as the ball went farther we got noisier.
The sheer force of throwing the ball that far conjured up grunts involuntarily, but getting even somewhat close to the jack entitled nothing less than a battle cry.
We played over fences into other fields. Up hills onto plateaus where we couldn’t see the balls or who was winning until the end of the game. Back down hills. Off tree roots. Over blankets and plates of food (that was an accident).
It was a great time.
I think Mcash is slowly becoming a bocce ball fanatic, which is awesome. But when we go to an actual bocce court I’m scared it might be tough to break him of his freestyle bocce ways.
Like reigning in a wild stallion.
Like trying to house train a lion.
Like telling the cookie monster that no, you need to eat the whole cookie instead of spraying it all over the room.
Oh god.
What have I done?
