One of Team Clothier had a rather unusual conversation with his doctor this week.
Hurricane Hellard has been having hip problems and went to see his quack about it. Pointing at his side, he explained to the doc that the hip which had previously been replaced was playing up badly and was making him uncomfortable.
The doctor nodded as he listened intently to what Hurricane was saying. After hearing all about the pain, the doctor replied: “But it was your other hip we replaced…”
Hurricane was convinced but after much discussion and a check of the hospital records, it turned out that the GP was right and Hurricane had thought the wrong hip had been done all along.
Suffice to say, he wasn’t at skittles last night, and we all hope his non-replaced hip isn’t giving him too much trouble. Also, it’s good to see how well the Fat Controller is progressing after his operation.
Unfortunately, though, we lost for the first time in the league last night against a team also looking for promotion this year. The game ebbed and flowed with first us taking the lead, and then our opposition (Witts at Pilton Working Mens’ Club).
Going into the last leg, we trailed by only 1. However, they hit an excellent last leg leaving us 67 to win. We did OK, but it came down to me needing to hit 15 to win. I sent my first ball down perfectly to get a flopper, or at least 7. At the last minute it veered off to just clip the front pin and make a spare nearly impossible. In the end we lost by 8.
Pasty led the score sheets with 54 (I think, but then the game was even more exciting than individual scores this week) including starting with two spares. Nashy was in the chair and hit 45, drawing from more than half the team. I hit 44 to keep my solid season going.
Next week, we are back home at the Poacher’s Pocket and hopefully we will halt the little wobble we are on at the moment. We should have a full squad available so the pressure for places will be back on. Anyway, until then…
Go for wood!
Tim
Definition of the week: Sticker-up – the poor young person, normally a spotty teenager being paid a pittance, who has to put the pins back up for both teams. We don’t normally give them much work to do, but they are issued with a hard hat when DJ is playing.
Hurricane Hellard has been having hip problems and went to see his quack about it. Pointing at his side, he explained to the doc that the hip which had previously been replaced was playing up badly and was making him uncomfortable.
The doctor nodded as he listened intently to what Hurricane was saying. After hearing all about the pain, the doctor replied: “But it was your other hip we replaced…”
Hurricane was convinced but after much discussion and a check of the hospital records, it turned out that the GP was right and Hurricane had thought the wrong hip had been done all along.
Suffice to say, he wasn’t at skittles last night, and we all hope his non-replaced hip isn’t giving him too much trouble. Also, it’s good to see how well the Fat Controller is progressing after his operation.
Unfortunately, though, we lost for the first time in the league last night against a team also looking for promotion this year. The game ebbed and flowed with first us taking the lead, and then our opposition (Witts at Pilton Working Mens’ Club).
Going into the last leg, we trailed by only 1. However, they hit an excellent last leg leaving us 67 to win. We did OK, but it came down to me needing to hit 15 to win. I sent my first ball down perfectly to get a flopper, or at least 7. At the last minute it veered off to just clip the front pin and make a spare nearly impossible. In the end we lost by 8.
Pasty led the score sheets with 54 (I think, but then the game was even more exciting than individual scores this week) including starting with two spares. Nashy was in the chair and hit 45, drawing from more than half the team. I hit 44 to keep my solid season going.
Next week, we are back home at the Poacher’s Pocket and hopefully we will halt the little wobble we are on at the moment. We should have a full squad available so the pressure for places will be back on. Anyway, until then…
Go for wood!
Tim
Definition of the week: Sticker-up – the poor young person, normally a spotty teenager being paid a pittance, who has to put the pins back up for both teams. We don’t normally give them much work to do, but they are issued with a hard hat when DJ is playing.
Tim, when are you going to see your Doctor about your reocurring 'flopper' situation?
ReplyDeleteI haven't had problems with floppers for some time... :)
ReplyDeleteI forgot to mention in the blog your wonderful playing of the Spare Tambourine! Funnily enough, we started doing worse when you played it...