The NYPT experience

Recollections & insight to the Thursday night boyz & girl

3.17.2007

Fancy that

just as we were gathering some momentum, we ran into Mr Fancy Pants. Not a team name that leaves opponents quivering in fear one might feel.... Perhaps a team name that Weasler would feel comfortable with.... Turns out that this team has been around for ages and actually recruited Slipper for a season in the dim & distant past. Where he was giving every opponent the kitchen sink. Not like tonight where he was giving his opponent 9 on 11 but that's for later. Still, we're younger & better looking so we should win this matchup, right?


Throwing up the Dog first (see image above), the proud posessor of a 2 game winning streak, seemed obvious to start & we partnered him with Laya in the other match. Things seemed to be going well, Liz fueled by an intake of Irish coffee (with Jamesons no less) & Dog sipping his so'co'lime on the rocks. Liz won by 3 racks & good old Jeffrey seemed to be ready to snatch his third straight when it just didn't happen. Annoyingly enough.

Skipper was busy dismantling his D+, getting it to 6-6 more by luck than skill while Slipper watched his opponent s**t in the 9 in the first rack, which meant he had to win 11 in a row. Things were now looking decidedly gloomier. And Liz had another Irish cofee.

Slipper did win 11 in a row but a miserable losing performance by Pachebat, including what should have been a sportsmanship violation as he hurled his cue onto the table after his opponent s**t in a 9 ball of his own to get on the hill, left the match tied.

Liz was chomping at the bit to play the tie-breaker & as everyone else seemed to be running out the door, it made tons of sense. Skipper did try & stay but after he saw Matt reappear, meaning that Liz had a least one body cheering her on, left with the wife to do some chomping of his own at a pre-arranged dinner.

I didn't get any update from Liz later (like she had promised) so I called her. All I could make out was how she was about to kill herself, which I assume means we didn't emerge victorious.

I guess that means the re-appearance of Weasly won't ruin our winning streak cuz we don't have one.

2 Comments:

At 1:58 PM, Blogger Bulldog said...

Rog, if you're going to use the form of my name that only my mother is allowed to use, you must spell it correctly. Jeffrey, to you, Sir.
Liz, please don't kill yourself.
Liz, how did you lose to the Crunch Bar?
We'll get back on a roll, even if Weasler is coming back.

 
At 10:10 AM, Blogger Maharaji said...

Name amended. Thanks for pointing that out. Thanks for telling me I'm not allowed to use that form either. That's useful info.

 

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