USELESS QUESTION:
IF LOVE IS BLIND HOW CAN YOU HAVE LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT?
USELESS FACT:
THE SPEED WITH WHICH A WOMAN SAYS "NOTHING" WHEN ASKED
"WHAT'S WRONG" IS DIRECTLY PROPORTIONATE TO THE SEVERITY OF THE STORM
THAT IS ON THE WAY.
Autumn has arrived at last and shaken me out of the
torpor that the Indian summer had induced in me. My winter cycling kit has come out of
mothballs and a new breathable waterproof Gore-tex jacket ordered to stop me
getting wet from the inside while pedalling hard in my current non-breathable waterproof
jacket which makes a good impression of being a mobile sauna. So, who is in a
sweat after Brazil and who is going nuts?
In the battle of the
genders the men, boringly, won again, winning by 509 points
to 496,
thus extending their overall lead to 7970 points to 7738 and
reinforcing their view that girls without curves are like pants without pockets; you have nowhere to
put your hands.
In 84th place with 381 points
we have Erik
Estrada coming back like an
unwelcome dose of athletes foot, something he can never be accused if getting
as he’s certainly no athlete. In
joint 85th place with 379 points we have Bill's No Hopers and Hezza's Hero's with the ugliest performance by a duo since Sonny started abusing
Cher. In 87th
place with 378
points we have Why F1 When You Can F2? whose hopes died along with his libido long ago. In 88th
place with 368
points we have Aussie Grit which describes what she hopes not to find in her underwear after a
trip to the dunny. In
89th place again with 363 points we have Team Mackarel staying in the same plaice again.
In 90th place with 359 points
we have Do'nut Donnelly with a performance as stale as his favourite
food stuff…stuff being the descriptive part he likes best.
Occupying the inverse podium of shame, in 91st
place with 338
points we have Robbie The Reindeer who says he’s saving his strength as he has a strenuous Christmas
coming up. In
92nd place with 314 points we have the appropriately named In Trouble Again who, thankfully, saved his worst performances
of the season for my return. In
93rd and last place with 313 points we have Honey, Honey returning to where he first started, the dark
ages.
Our top ten this time have all been here before, greedy
beggars. In 10th place with 632 points
we have Breaking
Down Bad
refusing to go to rehab. In
9th place with 633 points we have Bad Hat Harry looking more like a pork pie that his hat of
that name. In
8th place with 634 points we have Thor's Hammer having a smashing time again. In
7th place with 646 points we have Nicks Numpties continuing to enjoy his best season, if not
his best haircut. In
6th place with 649 points we have Titan Uranus whose ego is now large enough to qualify as a
planet in its own right. In
5th place with 681 points we have Stig Of The Dump thinking of moving up in the world to a bigger pile. In 4th place
with 689
points we have Kaiser still hoping to make
a move and get lucky, like a shy young lad at a dance.
Over podium squatters
this time are all previous residents. In
joint 2nd place with 691 points we have Debbie Does Dallas and Evo, as delightful a
duo as gin and tonic. Finally,
getting bored of champagne and tinnitus from the sound of trumpets, our winner for
the fifth time this season with 733 points is Glutæus Maximus who most of the other teams wish was buried
in the foundations of a motorway flyover as he’s run away with this season’s
competition.
In the overall standings the cells at the bottom are
occupied by the same inmates who have been shuffled around like a set of
dominos. Rising to 84th place
with 6363
points we have On the Right Track still heading to oblivion. Dropping to 85th place
with 6351
points we have Hugh Janus who really has a soggy bottom…and this is not Bake Off. Stuck in 86th
place with 6265
points we have Bottom of the Barrel +1 whose diet now includes lots of baking soda in the hope that this will
help him rise. Still
in 87th place with 6260 points we have El Paso by Marty Robins hoping that no-one passes him and pushes him back even further. Static in 88th
place with 6012
points we have La Dolce Vita whose performances this season have shown very little sign of
vita. Dropping to 89th
place with 5934
points we have Abu Dhabi or Bust…definitely looks like bust now. Dropping to 90th
place with 5877
points we have Do'nut Donnelly going round in ever decreasing circles and
disappearing up his own orifice.
Our inverse podium of shame occupants have still not
made any moves, much like the challengers to Ed Miliband who are vultures
waiting to fight over the impending corpse.
In 91st place with 5728 points we have Team
Mackarel who would like to learn to play the keyboard but can’t find a piano
tuna. Comatose in 92nd
place with 5687
points we have Hezza's Hero's whose performance
this season makes Ed Miliband look like a Nobel prize winner for both
literature and economics. Still anchored
in 93rd and last place with 5134 points we have FlippersDivers
V1,who
is so far behind he is now in a different time zone.
As with those at the wrong end of the table, the
top ten are the same, they have just been rearranged slightly for comfort, like
a young lads crown jewels in a pair of tight trousers. Stuck in 10th place with 10040 points
we have Debbie
Does Dallas
who feels she should have been an archaeologist as her hopes of winning are now
in ruins. Also static in 9th
place with 10062
points we have Thor's Hammer failing to make as much noise as he’d hoped. Dropping badly to 8th
place with 10167
points we have Deb's Delights hoping
she’s landed on a trampoline so that she can get back near the top again. Rising to 7th place with 10183 points
we have Kaiser
hoping for more world domination but steeling himself for more disappointment,
just like the last Kaiser. Remaining
in 6th place with 10218 points we have Bad Hat Harry hoping to turn his chances round, just like
his baseball hat. Edging
closer to the podium and up to 5th place with 10265 points
we have Stig
Of The Dump smelling success, unlike those around him. Continuing her
ascent and climbing again to 4th place with 10310 points
we have Evo praying for a leg up for a change.
Our podium occupants are slightly deranged rearranged. Slipping back to 3rd place with
10332
points we have Breaking Down Bad hoping he doesn’t break down any further. Climbing to 2nd
place with 10339
points we have Titan Uranus`hoping that his stellar season isn’t going to
crash like Virgin Galactic. Finally,
cue the champagne and trumpet fanfare, our leader with 10965 points
is still Glutæus Maximus who, if this was cricket would declare
as he’s leading by the proverbial street and all of the other teams would need
me to award double points in the Abu Dhabi race to have any chance of catching
him.
The next race is the Abu Dhabi GP on Sunday 23rd
November.
Regards,
Lawrence.
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