Christina and I have a long standing rivalry in mini golf.
Traditionally, I have held the advantage but a little over a year back she soundly beat me on one faithful Saturday. Ever since then I have been demanding retribution but she has been continually ducking me. Eventually she has come to realize that to be recognized as a true champion she must grant me a shot at her title. But as a champ she can set the agenda. Finally, she threw down the gauntlet and set forth the opportunity through a package she purchased on Groupon.
We were to play at a location of her choosing - advantage Chrissy!
We arrived into the dayglow lit interior of Monster Mini-Golf late on a sunny afternoon. As I walked in I was struck by the disorienting colour. Chrissy, a former club kid, felt no adverse affects. The cards were clearly stacked in her favor. But I vowed to persevere.
With a quick ace on the second hole I found myself ahead as we passed by the Famous Edmontonians mural.
Some deft putting got me past the ogre without disturbing him as I rounded out the front nine with a lead. Feeling good I was further buoyed by the recognition of my home province and its mighty river.
Traditionally, I have held the advantage but a little over a year back she soundly beat me on one faithful Saturday. Ever since then I have been demanding retribution but she has been continually ducking me. Eventually she has come to realize that to be recognized as a true champion she must grant me a shot at her title. But as a champ she can set the agenda. Finally, she threw down the gauntlet and set forth the opportunity through a package she purchased on Groupon.
We were to play at a location of her choosing - advantage Chrissy!
We arrived into the dayglow lit interior of Monster Mini-Golf late on a sunny afternoon. As I walked in I was struck by the disorienting colour. Chrissy, a former club kid, felt no adverse affects. The cards were clearly stacked in her favor. But I vowed to persevere.
With a quick ace on the second hole I found myself ahead as we passed by the Famous Edmontonians mural.
The next couple holes Christina staged her comeback and began narrowing the lead...I was fit to be tied
(BTW - I have no idea why this mural is relevant. Are Republicans' monsters?)
Some low shot limits on holes saved me and with time/holes running out Christina received a grim message regarding her title reign.
By the time we reached the final hole her defeat was a mathematical surety and like the champion (and Batgirl) that she was she fought back against the killer clown and finished strong.
I have now regained the title of Mini-Golf Champion of the Universe (of the House). I would like to congratulate Christina for carrying the burden of the title for over a full calendar year. I promise you that I will carry the role of Champion forevermore leaving you for more gentle-womanly pursuits like knitting and not sucking at mini-golf.
Ha! Long live the Champ!
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