Well dun to the men’s 7th and ladies 4th teams for winning their leagues. A shade too many (un’s) in last week’s 7th league report; a lawyer will be reverting to the scribe when the flu has flown. To the match we turn with a little help from William.
Nic had the heart-ache and a thousand natural shocks after his flaming Greek holiday and 'tis a consummation so devoutly to be wish'd for as he ran out of oxygen, legs and shots. He wanted to die, to sleep; to sleep: perchance to dream of a win. Michael’s opponent wanted to shuffle off this mortal coil, and only the respect that makes calamity of so long life kept the oke playing. Not a track suit did Michael shed in the execution of his duties. Mark, releasing the fardels of number one quadrupled his confidence, not even raising a grunt or sweat, and exhibited the native hue of resolution, by walloping the oppo 1,1 and zero. Paul played the fair
We wined and dined and did more of the former due to the lateness of the food at Polo Norte. Emphasis on naughty!
Squash Commentary of the Week
To B, or not to B: that is the question: Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, or to take arms against a sea of troubles, and by opposing end them?
“them” being Southern Suburbs and “to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune” with help from the A side should a drumming not be forthcoming.
#1: Nic played James 1-3: 1-9, 8-10, 9-1, 9-5
#2: Paul played
#3: Mark played Malcolm 3-0: 9-1, 9-1, 9-0
#4: Michael played
