22.9.15

Finals Week 3

 Geez it's still a Tiger army out there. 
I don't think Garth is one, but everyone else is so who knows these days?

Finally Coxy lost something and he's headed off to his counting house to roll in some honey, while his queen has a money sandwich. 

Tassy's out too, so is Sydney, so is Goodesy, so is Buddy.
But so is Tony, and I reckon that makes it more than alright.

Last knock-out before the ultimate knock-out experience.



16.9.15

FINALS:W2

Tassy Tigers anyone? Or should that be Tassy v Tigers?
Yep the real Tigers came along last week, played and lost and are gone, but Coxy, Brenna, Juzzy G and Dickwad, who gets a week's rest this week, are still flying the Yellow and Black banner.


Ian and Phil came, saw and were conquered, leaving us with this:

FINALS:W1

Finals time, and here's how it works from here on in:


These Drunks are playing off for $110 Grand Final winner, $50 runner-up. 
Tigers everywhere. One in each game.
Can they personally break the hoodoo that's been haunting their team come finals? 

9.9.15

Round 23


Yes it's true. The man who took half the season off to hang with the Mafia, drink grappa ristrettos, bucket-down a few litres of Nero D'avola and chow down on scampi and... God knows... goat manure in Sicily, has pulled the right strings and not only won PunchDrunk, he's come first, second and third*.
5 games clear, ladies and germans, if you can believe it!
Should we ever have doubted? He hit the lead about the time he hit Syracusa, I believe, in Round 10 and never looked back.
Sean Cox: absolute gentleman, PunchDrunk World Champion and total bastard. We salute you.
Word on the street is he's also pulled off the Melbourne Museum Tipping comp too, and that's about another cool Grand. Your shout Sean. Only kidding*.

Tassy went close in second.
No he didn't. Neither did Dickwad in third. neither did I, and neither did you. Or you.

* Not really.

 
And so, to this:
 

You lucky few will hear from me soon.


3.9.15

ROUND 22


We are now officially three days away from announcing the 2015 World PunchDrunk Champion. To be honest we all may as well take a well-earned rest this week. Apparently Ross Lyon is not only resting 11 players, he's also resting Coxy as well. Extraordinary week last week from the Catfish, winning the round and leaping further from anyone else's reach. Bastard.


We've totally neglected any publicity surrounding the whole dreamteam thing this year, but it has been trucking along out of our gaze. It's Grand Final week and local golden boy Lloydy takes on Nick Maxwell in the Big One. Go Andy.

 

It's an Upstairs Downstairs world and down in the Ammo's it's one-time champs Champanzees fighting the good PunchDrunk fight against some ring-in idiots called the Fan Footy Magnet-Shooters or some stupid name that doesn't fit on the screen. Go Chimps. Please.