Under a bright blue, cloudless sky,
right below the village church,
the inhabitants of my little Auvergnat village assembled
to take part in the 2009 Pétanque competition
and to possibly win the much coveted trophy.
Spectators took their seats
as the teams took their positions
and the game began.
Team Brooklyn, which included Mr. Pardon Me, son Max and niece Julia,
had been training hard beforehand.
In their Pétanque America T-shirts,
gotten just weeks before at the Smith Street Bastille Day celebration back in Brooklyn
They proved to all that 'Pétanque is for losers...
because the winners pay the drinks'
There is always next year!
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