The Mob made an attempt at the Three Pigeon's quiz tonight in deceptively chilly conditions in the beer garden. While it was a sterling effort, it must be said we were no match for our quizzing nemsiseseses or nemisi - the 'Barbarians' who bring their own chairs and lighting.
Once again we second guessed ourselves out of several vital points and I shall never forgive myself for not knowing Gordon Brown's constituency was Dunfermiline East - I thought it was Goven something or somewhere. Bastard!
Without making excuses for our lack of success, I do think the conditions played their part. Paul and Alan were insufficiently clothed and their brains may have shrunk preventing the retrieval of vital knowledge, while my own inability to remember stuff was hampered by the sheer volume of pork scratchings I've consumed this past two months.
The re-match scheduled for September will be a different kettle of fish. We will win this mother fucker or die trying. It's indoors so the weather conditions "the Barbarians" depend upon as a leveller will no longer be a factor. We will crush them. We will make them look like the Ghosts of Jade Goody. They will rue the day they ever met THE MOB.
Aha-aha-ahahahahahahahahaha. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
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a shocking state of affairs it truly was.we had 4 members out through injury but they should be fit for september when we will reclaim our crown and trash all comers
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