Its been a bit (LOT) wet in Brizvegas over the last couple of weekends and as most leisure facilities here are outside we have had to resort to the U.K. way of life again over the weekend. This included hitting the Chermside shopping centre, which incidentally is the largest in the southern hemisphere. And still no Next!! and then on to the bowling centre with Becky, Ian and Megan.
We had a couple of games with Mr. hand eye co-ordination McKenzie winning the first game and Mr. one eye no co-ordination getting beat by the ladies and just managing to beat Megan. And although reminding me on numerous times that I was beaten by the GIRLS, Ian celebrated like a true champion and got another round of beers in.
The second game was a little different though and Mr. Mc struggled to hold the mantle of defending champion, so much so that on one approach to the lane he collapsed in a heap, much to the amusement of all our party and all the other bowlers each side of us.
As the game progressed the competitive streak was begging to show in the pair of us as we each went pin for pin. On our last throws I found myself leading by four. Mr. Mc, the defending champion took to the lane to throw down a superb spare, I then followed knowing nothing less than a spare would do.
Like Sunderland v Leeds, like Wimbledon v Liverpool, like David v Goliath, like Richard Dunn v Ali....... erm no forget the last one! I managed to pull the rabbit out of the bag and hit a strike. Game over....
Unfortunately as you can see Mr. Mc. was not as gracious in defeat as he was as champion. And I thought it only fair to let him know that he was beaten by the bloke that was beaten by the GIRLS!!!!