Well, here we go again... 3 wins in 3 and then no wins in 5! What would tonight bring?
With Emma potentially missing the start, Longy had decisions to make after preparing his pairings together!
Would we play to win or play to lose and end up in the bottom half of the draw for the worthless cup??? Longy wants points on the board and has decided to go strong!
Upon arrival to the fortress known as The Romans, Longy crept in with Joe and scared the shit out of Ian. Lucky Joe had his camera to hand and caught the whole thing
Superleague star Gazza turned up although unless he gets his hair cut he will look more like Gaz frow Supergrass ha ha. One game, One loss and out of 202 players comeeting in Superleague this year Gazza's 3 dart average of 36 puts at a mighty 202nd ha ha. And he got rumped by a Doris who is rated 201st ha ha ha ha ha. Mind you, the way Pete was warming up he would have only made it to 203rd!!
Longy and Harold Shipman, I mean Ian Swetman, I mean Ian Sweetman, I mean Prick (haha) were chatting about St George and how Irene always looks at who has been written on the sheet before picking and Joe pipes up with 'oooh eeeee ducky poooos'. For those of you that remember Count Duckula, it is a great shout for a looky likey. Gazza said it would be Ian's ideal threesome, Ian / Irene / Nina. My god that is fucking grim!!!!!!
Ian being ridden by Irene and watched by Nina haha
Joe's company Brighton Van Sales has ceased trading now as he is earning a small fortune doing removals for Emma ha ha. At least he can spend all day, every day practising with super leage Brindley in the back of the Artistic Glass (or should it be Autistic?? haha).
Mind you, he never stopped complaing about his hand hurting! I reckon it was cos he got splinters everytime he picked up his stray bounce outs from the floor!!
On our way Keeno won the race to get the space right outside! He would have got closer even if he was slower than me cos he would have used his disabled badge to park on the double yellow lines haha
What a fucking shithole of a pub.... Even the barmaid had a matching top with the resident alcoholic! I thought it was fucking Beetlejuice and Marilyn Manson!! What a haircut the landlord had! I called him Perry all night (Perry Como - ver haha).
Ian's opener for the evening was 'When the fuck did Hulk Hogan sign on for the Blue Anchor?'
With the games underway we get off to a flying start with Pistol Pete winning (with a shit average that would still see him rise to 201st in the Superleague rankings)!!
Keeno with a blinding 56.98 average got dicked 2-0. Ian put us back in front with a cosy 2-0 win and Gaz (after being fresh from no singles last week) with a mere 41.25 average put us 3-1 up!
Longy for his singles clambered through (again 2-0). He don't lose many this boy! And then for the final singles Em was called up against Simon Gurr. Ian yells out 'You aint nothing Kojak' as he steps to the oche haha! Although it was for the game we could n't get over the line this time! 5-4 defeat would get us in bottom half of table!
Nah, Pistol and Keeno smash up the doubles game! Pete with his shrunken t shirt and short as Keeno they looked like Arnie and Danny Devito in Junior -
Although, I found Pete comparing outfits for next week too -
We were all silent and should be chuffed but just cos of the cup draw, we are all miserabl! 1st win in 6 - Get in there!
Gaz and Joe do the business with some class darts. A man of the match performance by Joe (first leg average = 59.50) but Gaz topped the averages with 65.75 in leg 1 and 72.46 in leg 2 was class mate!
Ian and Em on next and Em was allowed to go first. Ian grabs Em's ass and looks to Joe and 'your turn later' was the yell! Oooohhhh's and aaaaahhhh's rattled round the pub on every missed double. 1 leg down and Ian shouts 'Get that strap on out!' not sure who to lol. Longy called '1' just as Ian was about to throw and the pub went silent! Where did the dart go........ single 1. Longy the psychic is charging £100 a go to give you this weeks lotto numbers haha. After levelling up Ian had a shot at bullseye to win the game but the chalker looked more like he should have been at wimbledon. His head looking all round the place!
The match won and all players playing well but the fun not yet over!
Joe told Longy to subscribe to Zoosk to get some more women, 'actually, try the RSPCA' was his revised sentence. He then told Ian he looked like a pervert. 'Bag of sweets and a dirty injection is all that you've got' haha
A quality night and Longy winning the football card (same as Tuesday night) haha Still never bought a drink!!!!
Bring on the Portslade British Legion next week!
