On the windiest day of the year and me thinking I had a buy into the next round Gary kindly informed me that I've got to pick against Paul S. The game was pretty shit as nobody could string a pass together in the 100mph winds. The only highlight of the evening was Hacket turning up at the pub with a garlic bread and for that I'm giving him Motm.

Thanks lads, shit report I know but the game still leaves a bitter taste in my mouth.