Family feud

While our troubled season has not put us totally out of the playoff picture, we're certainly on life support. This week we were up against the wife's team, filled with friends & ex-teamates, a couple of whom were lowered in handicap just in time to play us. Thanks John. Ed Lum a D? Budrofrio a C? That's just what we needed.

Things started oddly. We managed to lose the coin toss twice. There was a disagreement between the two captains about who won the first flip. We lost, they won, but the wife was having none of it. So we flipped again & lost again. And then the wife was kind enough to tell us to put up first. Yummy.

Liz started out for us. She'd recently had a good run in a pro event, playing people called Gerda & Helena. Tonight she got Lummox. The worlds greatest D. In the other match we got our new teammate Matteo his first match of the season in week 10. Better late than never, eh? And he got Elise. Things seemed to going well in that match but the same couldn't be said for Liz's.
Lum was playing rather well & Liz had developed some sort of injury, forcing her into some strange looking postures with various facial grimaces when she got set for a shot. Something about doing sprints earlier in the day apparently. Anyway, Lum won by 3, choosing to win the deciding rack by missing the 8 so badly into the side pocket that it banked into the corner. Then he made an easy 9 look hard & it was kinda like the Tiger Woods Nike ball putt that hung on the lip & then dropped in the Masters.

Matteo cleaned up, winning by 5 so we were 1-1 but up by 2 racks. Weasly got Helen, who was the reason we were lucky enough to get Matt back. He seemed much happier this week playing a D+ who didn't run racks & make 9s on the break. Meanwhile, the Dog got matched up against Budrofio in the 4th match, which neither player wanted. But alas, I'd have to be a moron to put up someone who had to spot Jason either 4 or 9 racks in an already tight match.
The Dog was getting hammered & was down 6-0 at one point. It was vital he won a couple of racks to give us a shot. Dog got to the table, ran some balls & left himself a straight in 9 ball & decided he'd take his smoke break before he made the 9. An interesting move which raised a few eyebrows. I swear blind that if he'd missed that shot on his return, he would have had his balls busted forever. But that didn't happen. And he won some more racks before losing 7-4. Which was enough cuz Weasly was mercilessly beating up on poor Helen, taking the previous week's frustrations out in a big W.

Slipper & Skipper didn't get to shoot and had to get by just cheerleading & boozing, which is much more satisfying when we eke out a win.