Ballard Street by Jerry Van Amerongen for February 18, 2023

Something Wicket This Way Comes.

Be careful Ethel, you might be next.

Divots are for golf, not croquet.

Looks like Doc Huppenguffer needs to up his meds again…

Groundskeepers, escort Eugene off the playing field. Disqualified for damaging the pitch!

Eugene has pretty good form. He should grip the handle a bit closer to the end for more leverage.

“F*** croquet! I put the hole hundreds of yards awaaay!” – Robin Williams on Golf (RIP)

“Croquet?!? – I thought this was Wack-a-Mole!”

I didn’t think there was such a thing as too grumpy for croquet, but Eugene seems to have the grumpy gene.

Eugene does the same thing at miniature golf. He’s been banned from all 3 mini golf courses in his home town.

“And that’s my ball…”

How many times have I told you, it’s swing the mallet, not pound it in the ground….

Eugene is known for his wicket temper. Perhaps he suffers from some sort of mallety.

Eugene realizes the real reason he’s too grumpy for croquet:

He’s too sexy for his shirt.

Good morning Balladeers.

You all have it wrong.. Eugene is aware of an obscure rule (Ballard St Croquet rules, page 5 ) in croquet. By sinking his ball, it can’t get hit, unfortunately Eugene’s aim is not so good but the idea is bang on.

Croquet is supposed to be a nice, mannerly game in which one can relieve frustrations by SMASHING BALLS WITH A MALLET!

Is it genetic if U Genes have it ?

This looks like my reaction to the one and only time I tried to play golf in high school. By the end of class, I was beating the ball into the ground. Golf isn’t my game. Bowling is better. Bigger ball, more control.

Eugene practices his venting-moves in spite of spousal opinion.

Better crochet…

He should try playing it with flamingos and hedgehogs!

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