Albert lost to Prodigals
A 3-handed Albert fall to the mighty Prods in the latest top-of-the-table clash
Greatest Film Director ever?
(R6/Q5)
KFD beat Ethel Rodin
A key win for KFD as they extend their lead over 3rd placed Ethel
Kieran is speechless
...I don't have any words to describe this fixture any more. Obviously I'm about to make that statement a lie. But Jesus H, how many times can KFD and Ethel do this? For the sake of all our ageing arteries we've agreed that future fixtures between our two teams will start at question 63 with the scores level at an arbitrary number, say 37-37. Player 4 for each team - Greg and I - will answer one question each and then the game will be over by 8.40 at the latest and we'll all feel a lot less wiped out.
Bob is in Catalunya this week casting an eye over his very high end, very exclusive private vineyard - you can't buy the produce in the shops (you couldn't afford it in any case) - you have to know the man personally to even get on the mailing list never mind consider taking out a second mortgage in order to acquire just one bottle of Denominación de Origen Ganley. Pep's been trying to get it into TAST for ages (he CAN afford it) but he's straight to voicemail every time. The latest cold shoulder came just before the Spurs game last week; it explains a lot.
Remember Station masters?
(R1/Q1)
So David was on QM duties and Thomas took over seat 3. On the way home from the Wolves game on Sunday he said that in the light of the date of today's match he was going to revise Robert Burns. Smart, smart boy! Burns Night coincides with Martin's birthday but although he has Scottish ancestry he holds it in contempt and the evening ended with a happy trip down memory lane recalling the many disastrous Scottish World Cup performances from our youth. So sad that they can't even afford us that small pleasure these days.
Before we got to that there was a quiz game to be endured. Endured not because there was any fault with the Bards paper but because it was Ethel and us. So there was going to be just one point in it with two questions to go and it would all be on Greg and yours truly. Again. Before that the scores had been level at the end of Rounds 1, 2, 6 and 7. Ethel had led by one at the end of Round 3 and then by two at the halfway stage. We were in front for the only time by 2 points at the end of Round 5. Twelve twos for us, versus 11 for our visitors; 15 conferreds apiece with Ethel taking the pass-overs 5-4. Ethel copped for both the unanswereds: the Canadian whisky and the Wiltshire Christmas barmpot - and in a game as tight as this one, that makes a difference.
Dublin & London rhymers
(R2/Q7)
Thomas didn't have a spectacular night for twos but vital conferred points for Scots Wha Hae, Green Fairy and Roald Dahl were all down to him - as well as the somewhat chaotic winning point. Having sussed the Muppet theme in the final round straightaway we'd inched a point ahead when I got the Dustin Hoffman question. Was the answer Ratso or Rizzo? I thought Ratso sounded more like a Muppet character so went for that after conferring. Oops! Ethel duly got the bonus to make it 42-42 with just MVP Greg's last question to come. A nailed-on Ethel victory hove into view. Fortunately for us the Bards had set, deliberately or otherwise, a fiendish sting in the tail to end the night. Both Oscar De La Hoya and Floyd Mayweather Jr. had famous fights against Manny Pacquiao and Oscar the Grouch and Floyd Pepper are both Muppet characters. Needing only one point for the win Greg conferred and, deo gratias, Ethel went for Oscar. At Thomas's prompting we knew it was Floyd but by now matters had become so tense and confused that I thought the one point bonus meant we had salvaged an unlikely draw. I'd even convinced Martin of that until the forlorn Greg told us that we had won by one point. Again.
The infallible defense lawyer
(R1/Q2)
I've had this kind of adrenaline buzz from watching City over the last decade or so: vs QPR, United, Leicester, Liverpool and Villa to name only the most famous instances. I really can't cope with it in quiz games as well. All done by 10.10 and eight players plus the QM completely exhausted, nothing left to give. I think this fixture is now the pinnacle of our harmless Wednesday evening pastime. It always, always delivers and maybe rather than starting it at the last pair we should just agree the draw before a question is asked and spend a couple of hours in each other's company idly chit-chatting. Neither team ever deserves to lose when we meet each other.
But bloody hell what a night!
Father of the National Curriculum
(R7/Q1)