DID NOAH KEEP HIS BEES IN ARCHIVES?
USELESS FACT:
THE LONGEST ONE-SYLLABLE WORD IN THE ENGLISH
LANGUAGE IS “SCREECHED.”
Welcome to the first race report of 2014, the fourteenth
year of our bit of high speed stupidity in aid of fun and charity. At the
time of going to press we have 93 teams entered this year by 50 souls with a
social conscience, a sense of humour and a penchant for masochism, who have
pledged £437.00 for charities to be chosen by the winners. As you can tell from the numbers this year the
vast majority of entrants volunteered to pay more than the minimum entry fee,
with most of the men doing this by entering multiple teams. The fact that most of the men entered
multiple teams rather than donate more for one team shows that the comparison
between the entry fee and the price of a pint obviously struck a nerve with
some of the men who must have felt they were giving up a chance to quench their
thirst if they donated more. My thanks
to everyone for your generosity.
In addition to the charity donations, 30 teams have also
opted to pay the additional £1 to try and win one of the personal prizes on
offer for a top three finish at the end of the season…the poor demented
fools. Thank you for your generous support and placing your reputation
and egos into my hands, thus showing that you have a sense of fun, a social conscience,
and no idea at all about how quickly I can ruin your reputation with your
colleagues.
Before we start I must mention the following entrants
whose generosity is exceeded only by their exceedingly good looks, charm and
lack of hair in most cases; Adrian Hull, Bill Phillips, Jason Young, Jon
Symonds, Kevin Nicol, Lawrence Connelly, Marty Lawrence, Michael Maughan, Naomi
Young, Steve Jones and Stewart Wilson. Collectively these eleven have entered 40
teams and donated £201.00 for charity.
Congratulations and my humble thanks to all of you on behalf of the
charities that will benefit from your largesse at the end of the season. Now, let battle commence.
We all start the season with hopes and expectations high,
but whose reputation at the end of the season will be more battered than that
of David Moyles by blinkered Manchester United fans?
NOTE:
The scores and positions given below may change depending
on the outcome of the appeal by Red Bull against the exclusion/disqualification
of Daniel Ricciardo from second place after the conclusion of the race. If the appeal is successful I will correct the
scores and positions accordingly but I will not re-write the report. If the appeal is successful and you are
wrongly insulted accused below and you want a retraction you will need
to go to the European Court of Human Rights.
In the battle of the genders we have 74 male and 19
female entrants. The ratio of four men
to one lady is higher than the winning margin as the men squeezed past the
ladies by the narrowest possible margin, 432 points to 431, but, as the men
maintain, size doesn’t matter, just coming first, especially in a two horse
race.
Now, in the race who were the gallant triers at the
bottom feeling as abandoned as a Ukrainian in the Crimea? In joint 83rd
place with 143 points we have Do'nut Donnelly and Stop Up Villa, the
ugliest duo since the Krankies. In joint
85th place with 141 points we have Team Mackarel and Zabaleta
is a Manc with their impression
of Burke and Hare. In 87th
place with 141 points we have SOHO who
is now at an age when he fears the Manopause.
In 88th place with 105 points we have Ticketyboo Guess Who, who
recently completed a full Marathon – he refuses to call them Snickers
preferring their old name. In 89th
place with 103 points we have 203020 who puts the idle into unbridled. In 90th place with 82 points we
have Baja
Scoch 3 who shows us that old habits die hard as he starts where he
left off last season…disgracefully.
Occupying the inverse podium of shame, in 91st
place with 77 points we have Luck of the Irish who needs some if
this is a taste of what’s to come. In 92nd
place with 75 points we have Nandrolone who needs an injection of
steroids to boost his performance. In 93rd
and last place with 48 points we have the almost perfectly named Bottom
of the Barrel +1 who gets his position out by one.
Now, who occupies our hit parade top ten? In
joint 10th place with 534 points we have Virgin On The Impossible
and I'm
The Taxman, two people looking to screw someone else for different
reasons. In 9th place with 538
points we have Nicks Numpties who is delighted at the invention of 3D printers
as he can now get a backbone. In 8th
place with 558 points we have Evo who dreads middle
age as she realises that having a mammogram is the only time someone will ask
her to be topless. In 7th place with 565 points we have
I Love Beer trying to prove that Dyslexics Have More nuf. In 6th place with 571 points we
have Nurse
Judy,
whose husband recently suggested that they spend an evening playing doctors and
nurses while the kids were out, so she put him on a trolley and left him in the
corridor for four hours. In 5th
place with 578 points we have Debbie Does Dallas who has mentioned
to her insignificant other that a new study has found that woman with large
bums live longer than men who mention it.
In 4th place with 583 points we have The Don looking for a
horse’s head like others look for insurance.
Now, who occupies the podium for the first time this
season and gets to taste the champagne? In 3rd place with 590 points
we have Bad Hat Harry who always keeps his words soft and sweet, just
in case he has to eat them. Finally, cue
the champagne and trumpet fanfare, our joint winners this race with 634 points are
Kaiser
and Mr
Kobyashi, a result that does nothing for his schizophrenia as both teams
belong to the same entrant, as do the top four teams. His mother obviously never told him it’s bad
manners to be greedy.
Congratulations to our winner, but before he gets carries
away he should be aware that, in the fourteen years this bit of fun has been
running, no winner of the first race has ever won the competition.
The next race is the Malaysian GP on Sunday 30th
March, and with the potential for rain in the race there could be some fun for
the spectators.
Regards,
Lawrence.
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