This week’s action…..

With the logistical requirements for the table transportation saga eventually met, 3 club members on board a white transit van, make tracks to Kingsley Court, destination: ‘The Fold’, for table pick up; rendezvous time of 7.30, agreed only hours earlier via the Inter web. Arrival on location we were expectant to find the man of the fold horizontal on the sofa, but instead were instantly aroused by the absence of his vehicle. Notably concerned, but expectant that he was on route, a phone call was made that in summary went something like this –

Me: Alright Sham, Me Irwinator and G are outside yours with the Transit, where you at?

Wallace: Ballymena….

Needless to say there was no way of getting the poker table, tempers were high, and the words ‘Useless’, ‘F*cking’ and ‘Bastard’ were used in various orders on several occasions…..

Member apologies:

Deadly had a late kick off, extra time and penalties forcing a no show….

Hammerheed was off the radar, and off the fiber optic cables….

The Poker Table had taken a shine to Juniors spare room, and opted to reside there a bit longer….

With that 6 high rollers get seated round the KITCHEN table, for the big money game…..

Cally, being the attentive host that he is, did the honorable deed of going out first, leaving him free to cater for the guests every need. Slice of lime in that please, milk and 2 sugars yes, more doritos …..All achieved in between dealing every hand……

Swillers consistent placing in the Lisburn High Roller game had him exit bound next, and on the HIGHway home…..

Irwinator foiled the Professors chance of taking down a large pot and getting himself in half decent shape, by the hitting of a 2 outer and making a full house. Once again it looked like the Professor was going to struggle to return and gain some positive equity in the second half of the season…..

And Struggle he did, only a handful of games left in the season, will the Professor complete the second half of the season without gaining points? Or will he go on a run for the battle for second place? Find out in the closing episodes…..

G only managed to get bubbles from the game, lucky though he had an empty Transit out the front to take them home in….

Myself and Irwinator are left to dual, and when the chips are pushed, it is an aristocratic ‘All In’, my Queens against King Jack, a noble hand with no improvement, the stately game is mine, along with the crown jewels…..

I’m a volcanic ash cloud…….All birds are grounded.