Most people believed that victory would eventually rest in the palm of Jenn Foxon’s hand.
Eight weeks of Pabst Blue Ribbon beer and late weeknights in the corner of a North End bar had given them an amateur fortune-telling ability.
Foxon was the highest of the high rollers. Skeeball was their game, and she was a superstar.
For many, skeeball is a faint memory from youthful days spent killing time in dark arcades. A short lane, a palm-sized ball, and an angled backboard with circular holes marked with various scores.
In Boston, the childhood game is a sport for about 180 people in a competitive league called skeeBOSTON. Full story for BostonGlobe.com subscribers.
Zachary T. Sampson can be reached at zachary.sampson @globe.com.