Next, some of the worlds greatest athletes assembled for what will likely become known as the greatest sporting event of the century (or at least the week): the Supercombined. Bros present were as follows:
Gerry (Joms Brown)
Egg (Michael Afanasiev)
Nom Nom Nom (Scott)
Terri (Derek)
Louisesarasname (Alex)
Edith (Fiona)
Marideth (Dana)
Elaine (Sara)
Nickelbrook (Tara)
Sara (Matt)
In order to save ourselves for the phoenix, it was decided to go easy on the beer. This was followed by a reshuffle of the traditional drinking partners. A variety of very foxy old ladies were on the 5-pin, so we started with a 10-pin game.
They didn't really look anything like this
The game got off to a good start, with Gerry powerfully bowling a strike and two spares to start. However, as the alcohol took effect scores started to worsen dramatically. The big winner of 10-pin was Gerry, with a 112 points. We then started the 5-pin game, which initially had a slow start. The unexpected appearance of Brit proved to be just the inspiration bros needed to pick up their game. I was possessed by the Spirit of Jordy and went on to bowl a remarkable 152 point game. Alas, this was not enough for the bros to break 1000 over both games. Maybe next week.
We then took a van cab over to the third event of supercombined, where Derek, Mike and I managed to drink pitchers of Hoptical Illusion, Keiths, Waterloo Dark and Curmudgeon IPA. We were at this point joined by Jago, Erin and a typically effusive Min-oo. We stayed till WAY after close (I think), and then moved back to 50 Arnold. Once there, we listened to some sick tunes and watched the basketball kid again (see an earlier post). Markus said something funny. Derek changed into some very fashionable pajamas. Eventually, all present retired to a bed, to await another day of May of Dreams.
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