Bowling Result

Apologies for posting delay, been flat out like a lizard drinking lately. Also, had camera and video probs, so apologies for lack of pics etc. The bowling went like this, iirc: 4pm meet at The George, for a few preliminary pints. Tomas got into the spirit of the occasion by supercharging ASBO's pints with vodka. Nice move Toms, bonus points from the Grudgemeister to you. A little after 6, we piled into the Grudge Taxis for the 'short' trip to the venue. Half an hour later, we were still miles way, stuck in traffic with ASBO busting for a piss. Good thing we weren't stuck in traffic near a police station me thinks. He managed to hang on until we arrived, almost!

The Grudgeathlon Entourage heads off from The George
onto the A406 North Circular

Can't remember who won the toss, but Tomas fired off first. He was pretty shithouse in the first frame, but not as bad as Team Grudge who broke the centre record for gutter balls. ASBO won the first frme pretty easily, though he was complaining of feeling 'pisseder than I should be'. Frame two, and Tomas' plan looks like it might be bearing fruit. ASBO is all over the place, barely able to land the ball in the correct lane, whilst Tomas is striking more than British Leyland did in the 70's. ASBO takes his frustrations outside, but they follow him back in and he's still getting his arse handed to him. More ARSBO than ASBO A few gutter balls from ASBO later, and it's one frame all, and ASBO looks like he did around 6am at Georgia's Bar...rooted, with no hope of coming back.

ASBO view of the lane in frame two. The ball is where he thinks it is
It's actually in the gutter three lanes across.

Frame three, and after scoffing 6 double cheeseburgers, ASBO has soaked up enough vodka to make things looked pretty even, with all to play for, six to one, half a dozen to the other and any moronic cliche you could think of. The frame got off to a controversial start when the representative of the Irish Grudgeathlon Association attempted a pitch invasion. Both Grudgetahletes were able to, despite the distracting nature of the incident, carry on regardless in the true spirit of the Grudgeathletes of ancient Greece, who competed thousands of years ago atop Mount Grudge, near the town of Grudgopolis, in the original Grudgeathlon. Events such as goat rooting, licking cows balls or turd polishing were some of the more popular events with the Greek crowds. Some traditionalists would like to see these events compulsory in every Grudgeathlon, so we may get the opportunity to use them as a tie breaker in this one. Fingers crossed, eh?

The pitch invasion, eventually cleared by the stewards.

Things are pretty close, and in the seventh frame, Tomas strikes and ASBO spares, Tomas follows with a strike in the eighth, and is ASBO crumbles here, it's red rover, down 2-0 and you are rooted sunshine. ASBO normally crumbles under such pressure, but it is here Tomas' vodka plan has reverse stooged him. By now, ASBO has the vodka coursing through his veins, he's ice cool in this crisis, like some smart arse Swedish sports wanker who always gets called 'The Ice Man' by commentators, just because he beat some British choker/hack in the third round at Wimbledon in 1998. ASBO bowls, and strikes....he is B.I.T. ASBO squeaks home by a narrow margin. Final score on frame three, 100 and something to ASBO, 100 and bit less than something for Tomas, leaving ASBO the winner of event 2, and the overall Grudgeathlon score 1-1.

The evening did finish on somewhat sour note, thanks to that scabby minicab driver from the cab office next to Park Royal tube station. £25 quid for Hanger Lane to Cricklewood? Shove it up your arse mate! An official Grudgeathlon ban on you lot is now in place.

I'm informed the one on one basketbrawl, no pun intended, will be held straight after work Friday.
See y'all there!