Polo Any One?

Saturday started the Polo Season in Bridgehampton with the Mercedes-Benz Polo Challenge kick-off match between White Birch and Jumeirah Culu Culu. Did I get to go? NO! My mom worked in the morning then went to Polo at 3:00 with Judy. It was a very hot day and she wasn't sure how I would do but promised that I could definitely go next time. The interesting thing about Polo is that a lot of people bring their dawgs. During half time all the spectators and dawgs go out on the field and stomp the divots. My mom told me there were piles of horse poop on the field that she knew I'd like to leave some pee-mails on. I'm really looking forward to doing that next time.
During half time my mom took some really great pictures of a couple of dawgs she met. This first one is named Footy Boots. To me he looks like a Mr. Footy Boots or a Monsieur Footy Boots since he is a French Bull Dog.
Then she met yet another puggle. Puggles seem to be the rage in the Hamptons this summer. This guy's name is Oliver and he has a cork-screw tail. My mom gave my blog address to Oliver's mom and we hope she's able to find us here.

After meeting these two handsome dawgs my mom spotted this very handsome human polo player. Do you recognize him? He is the "face" of Polo and is a member of the Black Watch team. Give up? Well, this is my mom's favorite polo player, Nacho Figueras.
Here is a picture of Nacho's ad for Ralph Lauren.
And here's a picture of Nacho showing how he feels about being a spectator rather than a player! I think my mom is turning into a paparazzo! Ahh, do you want to tell her or should I... Mom, your photographic skills are just not that good... but I love you! The match ended with White Birch trouncing Jumeirah Culu Culu. On the way out my mom snapped this picture of the horses tied up to the trailer. I guess they keep them on such a short leash so they don't eat any grass during the game. I don't think I would like that at all. Once again, I'm glad I'm me.