250/365

I looked it up- we started the Labor Day Croquet Tournament in 2007. This year was typical- plenty of sending, plenty of frustrated players (ummm... we won't mention the names associated with flying mallets), plenty of laughs (as in when faced with the necessity for cat-like reflexes with an on-coming ball...), plenty of competition (what?! Abandon the win for revenge, or perhaps, avenge?)!

This year's winner- the yellow, come-from-behind victor... ME!
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Honestly, random traditions are the best traditions.