Not since Del Boy replaced Boyce's stolen satellite dish and then ended up with it up on the balcony of Nelson Mandela house has Gatwick airport been so busy with UFO's on the radar. With the Randwick D team threatening to check their insurance policy before we visit again due to Captain Grampy launching more balls into orbit that the U.S. military has spy satellites.
Don't worry Houston it's just one of Grampy's forehands
With a trail of dents in the light fittings and speakers nearly knocked off the wall as his forehand action more suited to the 20:20 cricket pitch took to the winter tour for the 2007/2008 TT league season.
With a summer that most of gloucestershire will want to forget drawing to a close, Team Rubbish's season very nearly started in the same vein, GW was first up and duly took the first game against a new face, Dave Perry, but then collapsed to a 3-1 defeat. Captain was next up and kept us in it with a 3-1 beating of the most foul mouthed kid in the Stroud league Sam Cowensay.
Next up was Trace whose game was displaying the same characteristics as the current price of Gold, which is at a 28 year high and soaring with a great open game against Will, another new face playing against Team Rubbish, but which ended up in a defeat for Tracy.
Tracy's game was pure Gold !
Next up back to the table, Captain calamity kept his teams chances alive by thrashing Dave out of site. G had a much better game against Will losing out narrowly in a 5 setter with comments about the ever reducing drinking time starting to emerge from the audience. Trace took to the floorboards next and kept it all together by mullahing Sam 3-0. That left Grampy to take on Will who he dispatched in 4 giving him a clean sweep, Trace who oh so nearly took Dave Perry to the cleaners but narrowly lost out in 5 and G who in the last singles of the night put the last nail in the coffin of Sam after a poor opening game pulling it round to win 3-1. So with 9 matches played and Team Rubbish leading 5-4, the doubles bat spin saw Captain and Tracy step forward and in a glorious topsy turvy match and dispite the calamatous forehand of our illustrious leader reaching new heights, the Thornbury duo won in 5 to take a 6-4 victory.
And so it was the usual dash up to the Vinetree Pub, Tracy very nearly leaving the paintwork of her Merc on the walls of Randwick on the way, we settled down to a pint with only only one boxer dog now and a newly acquired whippet, the boxer spending all night chewing its front leg, myself and Grampy taking bets on whether or not it would only have 3 legs when it got up.
After being joined by Dave and his Dad Ralph for the drinks it was a good end to a hard fought opening encounter. As we back tracked our way to Stonehouse to drop G off, Captain sang a
lullaby to our Mental Mentor, Maggot down the phone as he who had slipped off early to bed. Must be something to do with all those Honda's Thornbury TT members are buying off his dealership.
Shot of the night
G's cross court forehand almost played from wiltshire turf which landed within 6 inches of the net and nearly sent young Will out of the window in his efforts to return it.
Final score Randwick D - 4, Thornbury F - 6
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