We're heading to Chicago over Memorial Day to visit with the sister and hubby and participate in their annual Bocce Ball tournament and I need a coach! David, the hubby is of Italian heritage, the sis is of course a good Polish/Ukranian girl.
I need coached up for the event. There is cash at stake from the $1 each player puts up, but bragging rights are absolutely critical! One of the boys at camp said he would give me some tips, but he had a hard time remembering to do that due to the insidious influence of demon rum! Damn drunken Dago!
The CB is gonna ref, but if she has more than 1 drink she won't be able to remember to cheat for the good guy............ME!
Shit, I may have to rely on skill! I'm doomed, doomed I tell yunze...fekking