Hi Guys
Lots to write about this week due to the fact that I didn’t write anything last week following our away trip to the football club.
As we all know we have been about as comfortable away from home as Marcus Trescothick on tour, with no points whatsoever from all our games away from the Potty this season. We were hoping this might change at the football club but knew it would be a tight game after two draws last year.
We didn’t get off to the best of starts with shoot em up and clint losing despite playing a steady game. They were followed by eagle eyes and magoo who couldn’t start, got let off, caught up then couldn’t finish. 2-0 down. Bungle and the big toe then steadied the ship with a good game but we were soon 2 behind again after hos and me lost a hard battle against neil and percy. Three of us played really well (didn’t we shaun).
Moysie got us back to one behind before Stridey lost to leave us 4-2 down. I managed to take advantage of Martins slow start which was just as well as a 180 after he got away had him breathing down my neck and then Billy won probably the best match of the night to get us back level. Clint then lost because he couldn’t start and he was followed by Hos who played really well until he hit a 11 instead of double 8 and then spent the next half an hour trying in vain to hit a single 3! If the week before was anything to go by we need a loud drunk to wind him up to get the best out of him (maybe we could borrow Fluffy). Oz and goochy were last two on and both played well to win. Guess what? Another draw with the football club and our first away point of the season.
So to this week and the visit of ex servs d. A tame opener with shoot em up and clint firing pop-guns but thy got us under way before moysie and oz lost to a 104 finish. Me and hos were next and, in our usual style, after I played well last week I was garbage and Shaun played superb taking out 72 to get us ahead again. A steady game from Billy playing with “got new darts” Stavros, who hit a 132 and we had a healthy 3-1 lead after the pairs.
I was first up in the singles and looked like I actually knew how to play the game, followed by Hos with a win for a 5-1 lead. Ozzie was next up but complained he was having problems with his ring (suggestions on a postcard please to the usual address). It obviously affected him as he lost but in true magnanimous Chelsea fashion had a word for his opponent. Actually he had three words “he was shite”. Obviously not that shite as he won! We then had clint and shoot em up back with their full ammo, Paul with an excellent 117 finish.
Having got the 7 for the win, Darren was next but lost to a 78 finish. Moysie then got us to 8 although someone commented that he made a meal of it. This was a bit unfair – it wasn’t so much a meal as a banquet but it was still a good win.
Bungle was last on and got down to the double. He missed with his first 3 (hand goes to back of head). Then missed again (hand moves to forehead) then missed again (hand vibrates and is moved sharply downwards) TWWWWAAAAAATTTTT! Lost.
A good 8-4 home win and another toughie next week against old frank away.
See you soon
Quiff
Lots to write about this week due to the fact that I didn’t write anything last week following our away trip to the football club.
As we all know we have been about as comfortable away from home as Marcus Trescothick on tour, with no points whatsoever from all our games away from the Potty this season. We were hoping this might change at the football club but knew it would be a tight game after two draws last year.
We didn’t get off to the best of starts with shoot em up and clint losing despite playing a steady game. They were followed by eagle eyes and magoo who couldn’t start, got let off, caught up then couldn’t finish. 2-0 down. Bungle and the big toe then steadied the ship with a good game but we were soon 2 behind again after hos and me lost a hard battle against neil and percy. Three of us played really well (didn’t we shaun).
Moysie got us back to one behind before Stridey lost to leave us 4-2 down. I managed to take advantage of Martins slow start which was just as well as a 180 after he got away had him breathing down my neck and then Billy won probably the best match of the night to get us back level. Clint then lost because he couldn’t start and he was followed by Hos who played really well until he hit a 11 instead of double 8 and then spent the next half an hour trying in vain to hit a single 3! If the week before was anything to go by we need a loud drunk to wind him up to get the best out of him (maybe we could borrow Fluffy). Oz and goochy were last two on and both played well to win. Guess what? Another draw with the football club and our first away point of the season.
So to this week and the visit of ex servs d. A tame opener with shoot em up and clint firing pop-guns but thy got us under way before moysie and oz lost to a 104 finish. Me and hos were next and, in our usual style, after I played well last week I was garbage and Shaun played superb taking out 72 to get us ahead again. A steady game from Billy playing with “got new darts” Stavros, who hit a 132 and we had a healthy 3-1 lead after the pairs.
I was first up in the singles and looked like I actually knew how to play the game, followed by Hos with a win for a 5-1 lead. Ozzie was next up but complained he was having problems with his ring (suggestions on a postcard please to the usual address). It obviously affected him as he lost but in true magnanimous Chelsea fashion had a word for his opponent. Actually he had three words “he was shite”. Obviously not that shite as he won! We then had clint and shoot em up back with their full ammo, Paul with an excellent 117 finish.
Having got the 7 for the win, Darren was next but lost to a 78 finish. Moysie then got us to 8 although someone commented that he made a meal of it. This was a bit unfair – it wasn’t so much a meal as a banquet but it was still a good win.
Bungle was last on and got down to the double. He missed with his first 3 (hand goes to back of head). Then missed again (hand moves to forehead) then missed again (hand vibrates and is moved sharply downwards) TWWWWAAAAAATTTTT! Lost.
A good 8-4 home win and another toughie next week against old frank away.
See you soon
Quiff
