A tough bit of Zodomy

We matched up against at team with a very aggressive sounding monicker:

You don't get too many warm fuzzies from that, eh? We were a little short handed as Liz & Lap were in Illinois at two completely separate events. Or so they say. And who would I be to cast doubt over that. Regardless, the remaining 3 started slowly, with Button losing 7-2 & BTR losing 7-5. Weasly went up 3rd & got Rolando, leaving me or Matt to double up. Taking Matt to one side I said something like:

"OK. We're a bit f**ked here. There's no way Bootsie is gonna beat this monster when he only plays once a week so we've already lost. Let's get you another game towards your 8 for Vegas qualification".

Matty didn't really want to play, neither did I so we flipped and:

On my way back from the bathroom Matt said that on second thoughts he did want to play. Yippee! So I sat down & watched Weasler make a 9 on the break & then run some balls & be on a moderately difficult 9 which if he'd made, he would've won his match 9-1. Oh, what songs would have been sung about such a performance, future generations would hear stories of how the nice large headed German chappy slaughtered the might of Zod. But it rattled & Rolando won 6 racks in a row before Weasler finished it off 9-7. By then we'd lost the match so we watched Matt have slightly more fun in his second match than he did in his first but not much more.