This past weekend, I discovered there is no greater satisfaction than in winning a croquet game, especially when it takes over 2 hours to play. As day became dusk and then night, I cheered, yelled, almost killed and wacked my good partner Adam into a final stroke of victory.I think what made the win even more amazing is that we were playing Paul and Mariam. Mariam was the voice of strategy, clear reason and calm throughout the game while Paul was THE expert croquet shooter.
Cheers to croquet and I'm looking forward to a rematch at our $500k party!
Oh yeah, and the only drawback is that Mr. Paparatzo, while capturing all of our "about to eat faces" perfectly, failed to capture the glorious seconds after victory. This picture is really the minute after victory. After the winning stroke, I was towering in the air as Adam laughed with glee. NICE ONE MANNY.

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