Snow Emergency Doesn't Stop Petanquers

Winter snow piled up on the roof of Bordine greenhouse #30, while inside twenty die-hard Petanquers comfortably played boule. "I'm not exactly sure if we'll be able to leave the boulodrome if the snow gets any deeper," Jeff mused, "but there's plenty of hay-bales and cheesecake for all of us if we have to stay the night." Jeff had a few boule-spins of his own during the trek up from Wyandotte. There were plenty of spin-outs, one of which was my own little Toyota Corolla at the I-75 Exit on to Rochester Road. But facing a near accident in order to play a few rounds of Petanque was well worth it.

As people started filing out into the snow to return home, President-Joe and VP-Jeff played a final nail-biter game, which brought them to 12/12. Jeff placed a very close boule, but Joe matched and beat it, almost touching the cochon. With one boule left, Jeff was a shooting situation (the boule, not Joe) and -- MISS ! Joe took the game 13/12.