Our name's on the plate.

Quick update on our first-round cup match against Rob Uzzel's crowd - we lost.

The first leg finished 6-6, and I genuinly felt we had a chance of winning. I felt that way all week. Right up to the point where I walked in the door just prior to us starting the second leg, and saw James Harness sitting there. He hasn't played all season. He was basically a ringer. He is better than all bar one of our team. It was then I knew we would not win.

Unluckily for my team-mates I arrived. I mean I arrived at the game an hour early, and with James H being there I proceeded to get drunk. At that point I had no way of knowing that Lee was planning to play me first, so on an empty stomach Jimbo & I hit the Stellas. Two pints and 45 minutes I was cueing up to play the first game and was at least partially sloshed.

Needless to say I lost, Tizzy played twice and won, and it was downhill after that. We lost 7-5 and we were behind pretty much all the way.

Their is a plate competition for first round losers, and we have won it for the last three years running. Always the bridesmaid...