A revitalised team, saw the Dead dogs head to the 2nd half of the season and a possible date with destiny. DDD back from his Walk about Tour of Oz, he looked like a new man on the green and showed no sign of the time away, with some early pressure shots to help keep the Dogs around the mark. The starting lineup returned to its famous 4-4-2 structure, and with that a certain air of confidence saw the dog puff its chest and fight for gold. A 4 shot 2nd end hurt the dogs early and with tit for tat bowling all night this 4 shots seamed a lot to overcome. DDD slowly going to sleep with the Grandpa Simpson like commentry from his counterpart skipper, DDD did not see the need to comment on the quality of every bowl, but Abe thought it best to highlight back in his day he use to bowl with an onion on his belt which was the fashion at the time. By the 8th end it had been a tighter affair than the entire english scrum fitting through a fish's date in a vice, and so DDD called on LOL, Davy Mac and Andy Zee to finish the game on a high. LOL threw down some early pressure, and Andy Zee was good when he chose to ignore the ridiculous directions from DDD, but it was Davy Mac with some top draw bowling that saw the dog edge closer to their geriatric foes and the excitable 3rd bowler...... who called for a measure on more occasions than Hugh Hefner at a photo shoot. It was not to be the Dogs night, was it DDD hitting his bowling weight of 1.5 beers at the 2nd end or just that fact the the starting rotation did not have the cohesiveness with players spending time in rehab. So at the final siren, it was the Dogs, 6 to the Ade Simpsons blue rinse brigade 11.
True to bowling form, the Dogs did not get a scrap from the raffle and left with hung heads and heavy hearts.
Best
Honorable mention to Davy Mac for 2 exceptional bowls on the night getting within a cocktail weiner of the kitty on at least 2 occasions, including his last bowl of the night.
Other News saw the dogs infamous leader reported to have an image leaked to the public of him with his mouth on what appeared to be a 'Bong', News of the World broke the story and DDD has already seen several sponsors pull his funding including Adult shop.com and Mo's Jelly wrestling Tavern, reported to be worth a staggering 100M over 5 years.
Score card to follow, as LOL did take a full report of the evening.
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Dead Dogs Dilemma - 11 February 2009
This is a team that always goes to extremes, and this Wednesday was no exception with not 2, not 4 but 5 contenders vying to flaunt the colours for the Dead Dogs side.
Andy Zee, still suffering from an ingrown toenail, demurred to the dynamic duo from the north eastern suburbs to take a run alongside LOL and D-Mac. Emerging Businesswoman, Tracy – had an earlier outing with the team, and partner Michael was an eager debutante for the side, having had a previous brief encounter with the game in his youth.
Without the services of an experienced Skipper, (DDD had taken the Walkabout Tour) and no obvious contenders, it was a chance to pass the buck, with D-Mac taking up the number 1 position, ahead of Michael, followed by EB, and the reluctant LOL bringing up the rear. This was certainly going to be a challenging night!
Our opposition was a foursome of experienced players – the Flower Pots whom we had met on previous occasions. The game started well for us, winning the toss on a cool Adelaide night. Heatwave conditions of the previous 2 weeks had abated, and we were all reaching early for the “woollies”. (For those in other climates, this is a garment to keep warm).
D-Mac, with the extra responsibility of placing the kitty was convincing in his early deliveries. In Michael’s hands the number 3 bowl looked like a soft toy that had been left behind from a child’s birthday party, and he was caught between playing too soft or too hard. EB had an established reputation for intimidating the kitty, and tonight was no exception.
Little did the dynamic duo realise that Andy Zee was walking with Kryptonite in his back pocket in an attempt to harness their exceptional powers. They may well have thought he was trying to engage in small talk, or perhaps offer a coaching tip, but in reality his position was to determine the length of their delivery. This was an unorthodox approach to teamwork and met with mixed success!
Linda’s early attempts to emulate some of the trick shots of her predecessors and tiptoe in between the other bowls and come snugly up against kitty paid off. Our team took an early lead, and at the sixth end, the opposition was forced to take a long hard look at themselves. This proved to be our downfall, and we should have adopted a similar approach, but call it inexperience, call it bad luck (or call it a hangover from the previous week) our team could not regroup and fight off a determined challenge, going down 16 – 9.
The proceeds of the raffle on this night were to go to the Victorian bushfire appeal, and over $500 was raised, with Andy Zee scoring the honey, which he was happy to pass on to the dynamic duo, with more mouths to feed in that household.
As a footnote there was a team on the night that established a Hawthorn record of some 47 shots to 2. I struggle to believe it, but if George said so, it must be right. I think that winning team was called “The Bowls Bags” – they may have taken the money on this occasion, but the competition is still open following a round of upsets.
The Dead Dogs are in with a chance!
Andy Zee, still suffering from an ingrown toenail, demurred to the dynamic duo from the north eastern suburbs to take a run alongside LOL and D-Mac. Emerging Businesswoman, Tracy – had an earlier outing with the team, and partner Michael was an eager debutante for the side, having had a previous brief encounter with the game in his youth.
Without the services of an experienced Skipper, (DDD had taken the Walkabout Tour) and no obvious contenders, it was a chance to pass the buck, with D-Mac taking up the number 1 position, ahead of Michael, followed by EB, and the reluctant LOL bringing up the rear. This was certainly going to be a challenging night!
Our opposition was a foursome of experienced players – the Flower Pots whom we had met on previous occasions. The game started well for us, winning the toss on a cool Adelaide night. Heatwave conditions of the previous 2 weeks had abated, and we were all reaching early for the “woollies”. (For those in other climates, this is a garment to keep warm).
D-Mac, with the extra responsibility of placing the kitty was convincing in his early deliveries. In Michael’s hands the number 3 bowl looked like a soft toy that had been left behind from a child’s birthday party, and he was caught between playing too soft or too hard. EB had an established reputation for intimidating the kitty, and tonight was no exception.
Little did the dynamic duo realise that Andy Zee was walking with Kryptonite in his back pocket in an attempt to harness their exceptional powers. They may well have thought he was trying to engage in small talk, or perhaps offer a coaching tip, but in reality his position was to determine the length of their delivery. This was an unorthodox approach to teamwork and met with mixed success!
Linda’s early attempts to emulate some of the trick shots of her predecessors and tiptoe in between the other bowls and come snugly up against kitty paid off. Our team took an early lead, and at the sixth end, the opposition was forced to take a long hard look at themselves. This proved to be our downfall, and we should have adopted a similar approach, but call it inexperience, call it bad luck (or call it a hangover from the previous week) our team could not regroup and fight off a determined challenge, going down 16 – 9.
The proceeds of the raffle on this night were to go to the Victorian bushfire appeal, and over $500 was raised, with Andy Zee scoring the honey, which he was happy to pass on to the dynamic duo, with more mouths to feed in that household.
As a footnote there was a team on the night that established a Hawthorn record of some 47 shots to 2. I struggle to believe it, but if George said so, it must be right. I think that winning team was called “The Bowls Bags” – they may have taken the money on this occasion, but the competition is still open following a round of upsets.
The Dead Dogs are in with a chance!
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
DEAD DOGS DEATH-WALK – 4 February 2009
Injury again had taken its toll of the Dead Dogs plucky team. DDD had been advised to take a complete break in an effort to return to full health, and had taken the waters in WA. Andy Zee was also out of action, thus wiping out the junior elite members of the squad, and so it was with an air of trepidation that LOL fronted up to the Hawthorn Greens.
Another stinker of a day, in this long running heat spell experienced by Adelaide residents, and no sign of gully breezes to ease the anguish of the tattered remnant of the Dead Dogs team. Despair almost overtook the LOL when marching up to rink 11, she found the male duo from “Biased” carelessly sharpening up their bowls, displaying a confident touch in their preliminary warm up. (Boo, Hiss)
Fortuitously, she had earlier fell upon the mercies of George (no small act), and he delivered not one, but a brace of willing recruits to augment the Dead Dogs Lineup. LOL’s warm-up yielded no promise, and D-Mac was blissfully unaware of the building tension when he shimmied up to the rink as last man to throw his hat in.
Under such trying conditions LOL offered the 3rd and 4th place to the incoming recruits, trying to keep some stability in the team, and knowing that D-Mac and LOL were not sufficiently “blooded” to step into the shoes of previous luminary skippers in the DD line-up. Memories of Tickets Parkin, Ace VB, and even Andy Zee crowded her mind, as did the recent return to form of DDD.
Alongside us the leering forms of “Stuffed if I know” loomed large in the wilderness, an acute reminder of defeat and humiliation. There was honour at stake, and if we were going to go down, we would go down fighting!!
It was a revolution, a rout (rhymes with doubt), a rollover, a rollicking – and we won!!
The opposition was well and truly routed – and it felt gooooood!!
I have great delight in tabling for the pleasure of fellow Dead Doggers the score card for the night.
After winning the toss, and losing the first 2 ends, you may have thought if was all over, Red Rover, But Fee
playing at No 3 stared down the oppositions, and took the first point away from them. Surprise turned to alarm from the “Biased” team, when 3 of our number took the 4th end convincingly. Nothing they could throw at us stopped the steady inch forward – we were happy to win by 1’s and 2’s, holding them scoreless for 5 ends in the middle section. With the absence of the hockey mistress to stiffen their resolve, a chasm opened up before the opposition, while we stayed flint-hearted and relentless.
The lead player had an outstanding night with the kitty, placing it exactly where she wanted it – medium to short distance, allowing her fellows to capitalise on the consistent length. Those rare moments when the opposition scored the white ball, and played long, we were there to match them.
LOL had wisely chosen for D-Mac the ecologically sound Green Frog bowls, and this proved the right talisman for him on the night. A previous outing at Rink 11 had seen him unerringly find the Dead Man’s Grave on the western boundary, but no such demons haunted his outing on this occasion, resulting in his most consistent performance to date.
The new recruits to the Dead Dogs team were outstanding, but the significant factor of the night was the lack of form from the opposition. Obviously a week into the college school year had left them severely challenged – mere pussycats to the Dead Dogs Machine.
In defeat, Biased were gracious – either that or totally shattered, at their first loss for the season, however they managed to exchange pleasantries were over pizza. (Reference to AA notwithstanding)
We didn’t jig the raffle, but who cares – we won, we won, we won.
“This is the sweetest victory of them all”.
Another stinker of a day, in this long running heat spell experienced by Adelaide residents, and no sign of gully breezes to ease the anguish of the tattered remnant of the Dead Dogs team. Despair almost overtook the LOL when marching up to rink 11, she found the male duo from “Biased” carelessly sharpening up their bowls, displaying a confident touch in their preliminary warm up. (Boo, Hiss)
Fortuitously, she had earlier fell upon the mercies of George (no small act), and he delivered not one, but a brace of willing recruits to augment the Dead Dogs Lineup. LOL’s warm-up yielded no promise, and D-Mac was blissfully unaware of the building tension when he shimmied up to the rink as last man to throw his hat in.
Under such trying conditions LOL offered the 3rd and 4th place to the incoming recruits, trying to keep some stability in the team, and knowing that D-Mac and LOL were not sufficiently “blooded” to step into the shoes of previous luminary skippers in the DD line-up. Memories of Tickets Parkin, Ace VB, and even Andy Zee crowded her mind, as did the recent return to form of DDD.
Alongside us the leering forms of “Stuffed if I know” loomed large in the wilderness, an acute reminder of defeat and humiliation. There was honour at stake, and if we were going to go down, we would go down fighting!!
It was a revolution, a rout (rhymes with doubt), a rollover, a rollicking – and we won!!
The opposition was well and truly routed – and it felt gooooood!!
I have great delight in tabling for the pleasure of fellow Dead Doggers the score card for the night.
After winning the toss, and losing the first 2 ends, you may have thought if was all over, Red Rover, But Fee
playing at No 3 stared down the oppositions, and took the first point away from them. Surprise turned to alarm from the “Biased” team, when 3 of our number took the 4th end convincingly. Nothing they could throw at us stopped the steady inch forward – we were happy to win by 1’s and 2’s, holding them scoreless for 5 ends in the middle section. With the absence of the hockey mistress to stiffen their resolve, a chasm opened up before the opposition, while we stayed flint-hearted and relentless.
The lead player had an outstanding night with the kitty, placing it exactly where she wanted it – medium to short distance, allowing her fellows to capitalise on the consistent length. Those rare moments when the opposition scored the white ball, and played long, we were there to match them.
LOL had wisely chosen for D-Mac the ecologically sound Green Frog bowls, and this proved the right talisman for him on the night. A previous outing at Rink 11 had seen him unerringly find the Dead Man’s Grave on the western boundary, but no such demons haunted his outing on this occasion, resulting in his most consistent performance to date.
The new recruits to the Dead Dogs team were outstanding, but the significant factor of the night was the lack of form from the opposition. Obviously a week into the college school year had left them severely challenged – mere pussycats to the Dead Dogs Machine.
In defeat, Biased were gracious – either that or totally shattered, at their first loss for the season, however they managed to exchange pleasantries were over pizza. (Reference to AA notwithstanding)
We didn’t jig the raffle, but who cares – we won, we won, we won.
“This is the sweetest victory of them all”.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
_large.jpg)
Posts
