On the ball, on the mark...

So on Saturday it was horseshoes, but on Sunday afternoon it was bocce ball that captured the attention and the participation of the assembled masses. The competition was quiet, calm, yet intense... focussed, yet friendly (on the surface at least).

Perhaps it was the pristine wilderness-like setting for the reunion that enhanced the spirit of collaborative sportsmanship, and the etiquette of competition:  "Rules!?! In bocce ball?!? We don't need no stinkin' rules!!"

In the end of course, fair play and solidarity won the day, and Bruce won the big prize and the admiration of team-mates and sports fans from across the nation (well, those who were still with us and eager to see our new trophy find an appropriate home). Go Ducks!

Sometimes of course, it was difficult to tell the serious fans from rowdy and unruly spectators, but every sport needs a fan base, an armchair quarterback and a critical analysis. Sportswriters take note! No riots, no threats, no wagers on the outcome, just good clean heckling and fun.