I’m feeling rather suave today as I watched a polo match yesterday. The gala reception to mark the start of the Latin America Amateur Championship (LAAC) was hosted outside the clubhouse of the Argentina Polo Association, and it was just a short stroll from the outdoor cocktail bar across to their principal polo pitch, or field I guess. Man, it’s a tough gig, but someone’s got to do it.
A bit mean to call it a field as it was beautifully looked after. An amazing, sprawling, flat surface. The polo field is enormous, it’s 300 yards from goal to goal. That’s roughly the same length as my average drive. What? I said roughly! Anyway, that’s roughly the same length as my average drive, and it’s an incredible sight to witness the beautifully conditioned ponies belting down the wing chasing down the pelota. That’s ball in Spanish. Check me out.
