The end has no end

After nine months of action and Team Clothier knocking around 10,000 pins down, the skittles season is over.

We have won the league by something in the region of 10 points depending on the last couple of results from other teams and it can only be hailed as a cracking year. We’ve hit the best scores we’ve hit for years and we’ve been taking far more spare opportunities.

We ended the season with a 43-pin victory over Team Witcombe but we had a bit of a fright. Having started with a good 71 leg we were somewhat disappointed when their anchorman hit an 18 spare and they pulled two pins. They then pulled more on the second leg and things were looking a bit gloomy. However, we upped our game and ended up easing to a comfortable win.

Top scorer on the night was the Fat Controller who hit 63, which is the top scorer by any Team Clothier player this season. He was followed by me with 51, which was my top score of the year as well.

There was a lot of interest in the averages and I’m convinced some players were more focussed on that than the actual game… After much heckling and banter, Mr T Lethaby Snr emerged as top average, despite stiff competition from Wyatt Earp, Nashy and Pasty.

The end of the season leaves a skittle-sized whole in one’s life but don’t worry, the blog will go on! I will write a report on the finals presentation night next month which promises to be a riot of a night – I’m not sure Farrington Gurney will know what hit it. Hopefully we’ll be given a trophy like the one pictured – but I doubt it!

Also, I will do reports after our four-a-side games throughout the summer. Team Clothier will be entering three sides in the Chewton Mendip four-a-side knock-out cup so hopefully we will all get past the first round. Anyway, until then…

Go for wood!

Tim

Team Clothier heckle of the week: “Off the alley!” Shouted repeatedly at a rather de mob happy Wyatt Earp who was strolling around the Poacher’s Pocket as if he owned the place…

Little Miss Skipper

The good thing with the end of the season is that everyone is chilled out and relaxed, and most often games descend into Mickey taking. And so it proved at our game against Team Patch last night.

The victim of our jokes was predominantly Skipper though, to be fair, he did not really help himself.

Having had a couple of shandies, Skipper decided that he needed to relieve himself and headed to the little boys room. Unfortunately for him, he went in the wrong door (pictured right) and was confronted with what I can only assume to have been pot plants, fragrant smells and tampon machines. The cheer when he emerged from the Ladies could probably be heard in South Wales.

Anyway, the game itself proved to be a straightforward victory for us champions, as we won five of the legs and drew the other. Of course, as we were playing at the Crown in Ridgehill finding the place was not so easy. Having set off what seemed like three days ago, our car eventually rocked up and five very stiff blokes eased themselves out of the Mondeo, busy massaging the feeling back into our legs. Actually, that last sentence sounds a bit dodgy – blame Pasty and his insistence on talking about adult TV channels last night…

Top scorer was Wyatt Earp with 47, stealing a march on his rivals in the list of averages for the season. The Fat Controller hit 45 and I hit 44 so there were some pretty good scores going round.

Next week sees yet another free week so we are back in action for our final game of the season a fortnight today. We are back at home and I’m sure there will be a bit of a party atmosphere. Anyway, until then…

Go for wood!

Tim

Team Clothier heckle of the week – “Go on, miss it you cheeky little ****”. Heard from the normally benign Fat Controller as his opposite player, the sticker-up, went to play. He was only aged about 12 FC – harsh, very harsh!