E and I arrived and I found out I not only knew my partner but both players on the opposing team. I fully expected to lose. But a funny thing happened. We won! [6-4, 5-7, 10-8]
Clearly, we had to fight to get that W but we pulled it out. My partner, Shelley, was great to play with. Maybe it was that I had no stake in the game at all: we were the underdogs, it wasn't my team and we weren't playing my Club, but I was feeling it. Probably feeling it a bit much as I tagged the opposing team a few times with overheads. Good news was the match was long enough they could see that my aim, in general, sucks, so hitting someone on purpose is really outside my skill set.
It was fun and felt pretty darn good to win when playing above my station.
About the only homeschooling that happened was "Art Class," used in the loosest sense of the word. I had a bottle of liquor that I needed to drop off as a gift. Finding myself lacking in gift bags, Eion generously offered to decorate the paper bag.
In E's words: "They like beer right? I'll draw lots of beer with fireworks to show how excited they are about it." Nothing but class people.