3…2…1…

…polo!

It was great to sit back and watch the fellas bash sticks for a few hours.

I was content to watch, although I could have scrounged up a bike and some protective gear. But my previously poor polo skills haven’t been tested in over two years. For everyone else’s safety, it was best that I just call the game and run for wrenches when needed. 

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