Racers got their season up and running at the slightly camp surroundings of the Lamb Inn home of the not so camp Shepherds.
On an alley festooned with pictures proclaiming that we should find our sparkling inner selves and other deep and meaningful phrases all of which had a sparkly connection, it proved as difficult as always to mount up a decent tally.
Indeed, anything around a six sparked whoops and moans of ectasy from the expectant Racers.
In the opening set, Gday was one of the few who managed to break the forty barrier as he owned the alley with a masculine performance, eventually climaxing with a 47.
Chippy Waterhouse and Wonder Edwards came in with a slightly limp wristed 37 and 38 respectively but fortunatley the Shepherds found too many of their wayward balls failing to touch wood and the first set opened up a 15 pin lead.
In the second set it was the Hobbit (45 ) who managed to keep his end up ( Ooo’er..) whilst local Launderette Magnate Ed ‘Sports Casual’ Baytun (28) failed to rise to the occasion at all but reckons he’ll get some blue pills for next week to sort the problem out !
Meanwhile, the Blade (33) turned in an impotent performance although did manage the Joy of Six three times in a row but then became spent out and couldn’t manage it again the same evening.
Either way the set was a tight affair going in the Shepherds favour by 3 pins.
Burnley and Bandaid then had a twosome both struggling to a poor performing 34 apiece, whilst Clive’s 39 was inspired by us playing against Shepherds and therefore the possibility of there being some sheep about, which sadly for Clive proved not to be the case. (So he brought his wellies for nothing ).
The result being that the Shepherds nibbled away at our lead winning the set by another 3 pins to leave Racers 9 ahead on the night.
There was no need for the worried furrows on the Racers brows however, not with such queens of the alley Franz Butler (43) Ski Sunday Reeves and his fashionable headgear (36) and the biggest queen of the lot Seve Dyer (46) making up the final set.
They flounced onto the alley as if it were a catwalk, rising to the occasion whilst putting in a good stiff performance and managing to veritably cream the opposition in a thunderous climax, culminating in a 12-4 win for the exhausted Racers…..
Phew…….I am now off for a cold shower to calm down.
Burnley.