Considering there's nothing happening in the world of sports, nothing good that is, and due to the fact I missed out on the f--king golf excursion this year, I decided to take in some local sport. Let's see: Enough Jaeger and wheat beer to kill a small horse? Check. Interesting nightlife alternatives exhausted? Check. In dire need of a sports fix? Big-time check.
One really doesn't know what to make of the Wok World Championships until you experience it. I have no doubt this will eventually make it's way stateside. Drunken stupor resulting from viewing a sporting event that involves cookery and pyrotechnics just has to. And because all hell is going to break loose in relation to IU basketball when Roy and Co. return to the Flipside offices, I've decided to get the week off to a light-hearted start. Enjoy.
