Heart-felt commiserations to Juzzy. It's a situation I've been dreading for years, but the rules were carved in granite late last century and sit in a vault somewhere in a temple sitting on some rock in the Holy Land. There is after all only one PunchDrunk Cup, which can adorn only one Drunk's Office/Poolroom/Outhouse.
Having said all that, don't feel too sorry for the boy. He's taking 500 hard-earned Melbourne dollars back to his Sydney sleaze-pad.
Which brings us back to the main topic here: FORDY.
I'm not sure off the top of the head how many years he's been PunchDrunking, but it must be close to 10. That's 10 years of laying low, avoiding the spotlight and flying underneath the radar. With a bit of luck he'll turn up to his first ever PunchDrunk event and come to collect his prize, cos that cup doesn't go close to fitting into an envelope.
Well done Craig, that's one big ugly Tin Cup and a thousand smackers to you my friend. You came close a few years back, led most of the year and stumbled in the final round. Thank fark that didn't quite happen again.
And finally in 3rd spot, and picking up a juicy $250, after many, many years of Drunk diligence, is Ian 'Heylow' Stewart. Well done mate, all this and the dirty Crows in the finals. That's a big year for a young boy from Adelaide.
A bit lower down the 8, Stavros and Leah put in super final rounds, coinciding with Dickwad and Tassy's life-on-the-line, and somewhat less successful rounds.
In: Steve & Leah. Out: Dickwad & Tassy.
