Weekend Windup: Part II

Okay im back. By Brockys request, here are the answers to the two questions: Jimmy started poorly but warmed towards the end. Definitely wasnt the worst player, probably had more tackles than possessions. Overall, a commendable game for a 1st gamer. Secondly, Ill probably be out for the rest of the year. There is 7 weeks left and 6 games, and this tear is worse than the others so who knows?

Well as you can imagine the night didnt start well for me, but i soon got into the spirit of things. 3 wins does that to you i guess. The feed was bigger than usual, im guessing cos it was a derby. When Pagey returned from showering, we relocated his car to prime position and us and Emma watched the game from inside his car's warm interior. Once they won, we were out and at the awards speech, where we managed to bonehead a newspaper photograph! (For those who dont know what boneheading is, its getting in photos than noone else whats you in and for no reason).

So then we headed back into the clubrooms and we started the famous jug cyndicate between myself, Mulks, Pagey and Rennie. A couple of Beez and Carlton Draught and we were suitably fuzzy. Cribby was being the funniest kid, when i left to leak some urine, he took my spot next to emma, unbeknown to her. It scared the shit out of her when she finally figured out it wasnt me, but cribby, hugging her. Haha. Actually, my favourite part of the night was the news from Tom that Yoda and Taryn were hooking up in front of him haha! Something things never change, i.e case in point, and Kelly's temper issues.

Being such a team player (remember the season-ending shepherd i laid?) i offered to be Pagey's wingman for the night. I was working on the angle that being with Pagey is a MUST. So i quizzed several females about whether they had purchased tickets to the Page-Train. Noone had. My efforts would have been far less futile had Tony given me a target to hone in on, but he was not to oblige. Cal however, who was Designated, had much more luck with a sheila named Georgia, but his soberness could have been the deciding factor. Tom, with his usual aplomb, was zeroing in on Hayley, but not with any luck (see Taryn, above).

It was about then when i started to feel like i had consumed enough poison and started Jarryding (whinging) about going home. We ordered a taxi, but before it came Chal decided that enough was enough and we left, having had a very merry evening. Wish you guys were there, but not really. Actually i would have had some piss buddies, cos noone would take a tandem whizz with me all night... Any questions class?

Aiite, im off like Kelly on his snowboard

peece