This week’s action…..

After a perimeter curfew on a Caribbean island, Deadly is out stretching his legs with a kickaround…..

Irwinator high tails it to the countryside for a lungful of Dervish manure, and a ride on his Massy…….

Hammerheed weighs in with satelliter status, fresh out of his protective clothing and gas mask after a day in the contamination zone….

And straight out of a scene from ‘The Happening’, a mystery ailment encompasses Junior as he turns up for a game of cards ……after a visit to the gym…….

With that 6 wiley gamesters take to the cloth…..

All quiet on the northern front, until a slow moving southerly AKA Cally, starts splashing the clays. Feeling strong with a couple of cowboys, its cheese board time, but the Professors perseverance pays off and he spikes a Ace on the river – the Indian to Cally’s cowboy…..

Hammerheeds return to the table yields only wooden trophies, as some extra curricular cybertime at 888.com proves fruitless…..

On the slide to dwindleville, I make the shove with some paint in my hand – should of known better as Cally is next to act and quickly calls, with an original Monet - a couple of painted ladies seal the deal……

Junior’s comeback started off with a bit more vigor, and at one stage looked like he was threatening for gold as he pulled flushes after straights, but his recent retirement from the game soon became apparent and the only thing he was pulling was the pin……on himself……

Tales of stiff gym socks and a ‘98 lamas fair t-shirt provide some light entertainment at the club, but soon it’s back to the action…..

Swiller was concentrating more on conversing than on card playing and swiftly flung his dead hole cards across the table and onto the floor, a mere lapse in concentration, perhaps that’s what he should have done with his AQ, as 2 callers see him off holding top pair, and there’s no improvement......

It’s rutting season as Cally and the Prof lock horns in the heads up battle, but I think the writing is already on the wall as not even bullets can take down this stag, Aces for the Prof but a mere J 9 is enough for the luck box, making two pair on the turn and bagging the swag…..

I’m Chilli Pepper Pete……..Naga anyone?