Croquet along the Potomac in Old Town Alexandria, VA. Maybe one day we'll actually get our rules written up, but until that day it won't stop us from arguing about them!

Wednesday, January 9, 2008

Croquet Suicide...

A few rules were brought into question in today's match. One: whether or not its legal to lift your foot during a roquet and send both balls flying. Rule two: Can someone win the game (as poison) by killing a ball that lays on the other side of a wicket in one shot by hitting them and then pass through the wicket in turn killing oneself. This is a tough shot because the margin of error is a matter of centimeters. There are a few factors to consider. A croquet ball must be halfway through a wicket to be considered "through." The last ball alive is the winner of the game. You are supposed to make an aggressive shot if you are down to the last two players. In my opinion, it shouldn't matter that someone commits croquet suicide to make a kill as long as its on the last person to knock out. Its the order that counts. Its like a samurai death. Its an honorable death.

Aside from all that, it was fun game. The arguing of rules is what makes croquet interesting. Once again there was a pileup at the middle turning post. Chris Macdonald got used by everybody at least twice in the middle wicket and when he couldn't take it anymore he let out a cry of emotion so loud that birds took to the sky and some nearby picnickers got up to leave. He is pointing to the culprits in the picture seen below.



When Justin wasn't busy hurtling me towards said picnickers he could be found clowning around on a nearby cannon. Careful there sailor.



In the end I "cheated" by killing Christi through a wicket and committing suicide, a move that Mike disputed whilst reading a text message from Roarke instructing him not to let me win.

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