Well it came to that time when most of us were eagerly awaiting the start of the hockey season, our livers feeling fantastic having recouperated during the off season and so as always we decided to have a little warm up weekend to see how much of a write off Wined-up would be the following weekend.
This got pretty crazy, very quickly. And whats a social tournament without out ‘tainted’ pool. This pool has seen more action than Dodo’s back seat.
We briefly stopped boozing to play a bit of hockey since there were a few kids #DontTellRusty’sTeam who thought they were playing in a provincial tournament. Yet for some reason couldn’t get past a couple of smashed people.
At half time we all ran off the field and tried to catch up on all the boozing we had missed while playing the hockey games. Grrrrr, look at Piles in those skimpy pants and Bubbles & PG on their knee’s swallowing a load. (they look so at home there)
Then it was back onto the hockey field. Some of our joints starting to hurt. I was no longer sweating, only leaking beer from my forehead, which burns my eyes. I now know what a women feels like when a ‘money shot’ goes wrong. #TellPanda.
We then livened things up with a few more funnels. I’m not sure who was having more fun here, the sisters or myself. Looking at Piles expression, Panda is a biter.
A big should out goes to the braaiers for lining our stomachs and for scorching the field so that the kids rocking up at school on Monday morning thought that aliens had visited the school and left crop circles. Nothing a little sand couldn’t cover.
Ooooh I love these. Spot the difference moment! After we fulfilled the minimal hockey we had to play (so that we could call it a hockey social) we all tiredly made our way to the ‘Tuckshop’ for prize giving. SpurBurgers walking away with best dressed team. Tosser , remaining boatrace champion beating off Goose, for best tackle of the day. There were a few more thanks for coming (TFC) awards, but who really cares about those.
A big shout out has to go to our Movember hero and self proclaimed ‘Fund-raising’ ommittee president, Els. With out him we would all be stuck playing hockey….without beer.
Looking forward to the Golf day. Tickets will be going on sale soon
Yours in awesomeness
Tosser
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