The chance to win one of Söders most coveted awards- The Blue Jacket, saw a smattering of Söders finest golfers gather in the Agesta GK car park for the traditional pre-game bbq. Söder illuminaries such as Jordo, Brissles, Condo, Macca, H , were joined by newcomers Tipping and du Plessis to watch Electric Blue produce one of Soders finest bbq’s- black angus burgers with the lot With H lending his skills from learnt from Afrikaans boy scouts the coals were fired up to red hot and a selection of Aussie tunes reverberated throughout the carpark much to the enjoyment of the punters practising on the close by driving range.
Unfortunately some late pullouts, Hagberg sickness, Kingsley and Logan “teachers meeting” saw a shortened field of contenders With names picked out the hat the following pairs strolled to the tee Condo/Macca McCormick-Sam Electric Blue Austin/Jordo- self declared early favourites and best golf bag du Plessis/ H Van Niekerk- most racist pair Brissler/Tipping- Old Dog/New Dog
It became evident very quickly when Zach “Tiger” Tipping produced night vision goggles before teeing to ascertain pin distance that this pairing was going to be tough to beat. With Condo and Macca using the forest to their advantage is was also going to take some time for this pairing to get through 9 Jordo and Blue teed off next and quickly showed why they were so confident with some nice clean hitting directed at the foursome in front who were still on the green. H and no clubs DP were next and with H threatening physical violence if his partner did not perform at his best they too showed that they would be in the mix
The greens or browns as they were called, were clearly going to be a factor and caused havoc to all groups who made the best of approach shots- it has to be said they were disgraceful Newcomer Tipping who had recently been offered a tour card with Greg Normans LIV breakaway tour was clearly a cut above the rest. His long smooth driving and assured approach shots along with Brisslers cunning and guile saw them master the browns , Electric blue and Jordo however were not to be denied and kept coming like two old dogs at a bone
With the blue jacket coming down to the last hole all groups teed off together on the par 3. With the final hole settled and a barnstorming par by condo/macca the shots were counted 1 st Place and Blue Jacket Winners- Johnny Briscoe and Zach Tipping +2 Runner Up- Jordo and Electric Sam Austine Blue +3 3 rd Place H Van Niekerk and Pierre du Plessis +6 4 th Place – Ben Condon and Brendan McCormick +9 And with that H told everyone to go fuck themselves, stormed down to his specked up Hyundai and smoked it out of the car park, whilst condo went to the driving range to collect balls for the ones he lost on course.
Last friday the Club celebrated the inaugural SAFC 2022 cricket awards at the prestigious Södermalm Club house, aka Jordos Shed.
A great night was had by all 14 in attendance, Congratulations for Ryan Kingsley for winning the inaugural club cricketer of the year award.
Cricket Kicks off this friday at 18:00 at Skarpnäcks IP against local rivals The Village Idiots. feel free to get along and heckle and have a beer or too.
SAFC
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It was the championships to end all championships. A record 21 turned out. Some first timers and some old timers. Big Blue and Perezmo staked the early claim and they were soon joined by the Duke of Yorke and the two Snowmen. With an early core like that how could it be anything other than a cracka?!
The scoring was conservative in the first game with a majority of scores under 150. Julio and Roberto bringing the pain on behalf of “The rest of the World”. Triple M McManus looking slim as always, it’s just that he could hardly pick up a ball. He had to use a 6 weight all night.
Zach didn’t know quite what to make of the mob. He only landed in country 3 minutes ago, green as Kermit the Frog. Lucky he understands the universal language of beer. Pierre just needed to lean down the lane and drop the ball on the head pin, he so long.
The elder statesmen Cobra, Larry K, Perillo and Jordansson did well to make up the numbers. The body doesn’t get more flexible with time. Why does everything have to get so hard? But wait! Who’s that? The nic Law! Run Kungen Run!
The second game proved to be the high point. In both points and sense. By the time the final rolled around, only a few could still see what they were aiming for. It was then that Big Bronza struck. Who said stalking women on isolated beaches in Western Australia isn’t beneficial for the psyche?? Hey? It’s the rest of you that are perverts. Big Bronza, fresh off an Aussie Fishing trawler rolled 208* to qualify directly to the final.
The final consisted of Big Bronza, Ned, Perezmo, Big Blue, Brissles and Kungen who rolled a 155 to knock out Jordo by 1 point to round off the 6 finalist
As the rest of the competition started out strong and disappeared in direct correlation to the amount of beers drunk, Big Bronza stood tall. Prouder than a honeymooners dick he was. All cock a hoop, trying to be humble but not at all succeeding. All night just standing there like Stephen Bradbury, letting the early favourites Big Blue and Brissles wage a private battle of attrition. Then Steeeerike!
Big Bronza won the final with a score of 146. lower than the 6 qualifying scores, the final was bowled in America style format and with a lot more pressure, not to mention confusing the bowlers who had to change lanes every second bowl.
After the club dinner and awards, Jonathon Briscoe rightly received the honorary life membership. Fergo controversially won the best shirt, with the same shirt, for the second year in a row. I mean, which lumberjack decided that one?
Well done one. Well done all. A great night to kick off the year. See you at the next club social event.
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The 15th Annual Club Bowling Championship will be held at New Bowl Gullmarsplan, Friday 22nd of April 18:30. Please join us in what has been a fantastic way in the past to kick of our social season!
Feel Free to contact the club with any questions if you are new in town and would like to join in on the Fun.
On Friday the 18th of march the mighty men of Södermalm Social club took to the ice After 3 years of absence. No it was not from Corona that has kept us high and dry, it was a 3 year suspension opposed to the club due to spilling to much claret on the ice last time round.
Happy to say that in 2022 the boys made it thru the evening with no blood spilled. The Blue team was the winner on the night on the night. Afterwards all enjoyed a cold beer at the Omnipollo brewery in Sundbyberg.
The sun was shining. Nerves nowhere to be seen. People dressed in pants. Some short pants. The grass glistening with the ice shavings of an early autumn, lagom mys, kinda day.
Who were we? Jordo doing his best Jesper Parnevik impersonation. All I can say is; plaits. Bruffy playing the Ned Kelly, or maybe Ben Cousins? Such is life tattooed across his soul. McDonalds McManus, bringing it for all the lefties. Big Blue, tracksuit free, “I haven’t played in 8 years” as he smashes another down the fairway. Tesla wearing a shirt that screamed “TESLA I DON’T FIT YOU”. Irish John the silent assassin, flying under the radar until the introspection became too much. Andrew “I walk a lot like Donald Trump” Smith. Needs more than a Thai massage for that. Kingsley looking very sporty, taking a leaf out of Big Blues book, mysbyxor all the way. And there was Condo. Can you be fashionably late on a Sunday morning? Church at a guess.
There was some good golf. There was some bad golf. And there was some really bad golf. Mulligans flowing like wine, bogeys the new par.
Jordo and Bruffy led out the first group in the golf cart. Golf cart! What are you 45? Oh yeah… McManus rounded off the first group. Never has a threesome had so much loneliness. Yeah. See you at the green. Cool. Blue, Tesla and John made up the second group. Condo, Guru and Kings bringing up the rear. Typical.
After a couple of calm opening holes, the third group decided they were being put under pressure, yes pressure, by the group behind them. Balls were raining down on Irish John and Big Blue. Risking life and limb was not part of the days description. And the group exerting the pressure? A group of 75 year old people with vaginas. “No, it WAS stressful! They asked when our tee-off time was!!” Yeah. Sit down. After some colourful exchanges that you wouldn’t necessarily hear around the Christmas table, the third group was allowed to playthrough the two groups in front of them. Lives were saved. This rushing may have cost Smith and Kingsley dearly at the end of the day. Condo was a mere bystander. All day.
But what a front nine. The silence. The grass. The sun. The birds. The freeway. The trucks. All those cars. Calming. After a quick “this could put you in the Emergency Room” toasted ham and cheese thing, it was off to the other side of the road for the back nine. The groups were changed round slightly, Condo playing the loner behind the golf cart in Group one, Blue joining forces with Smith and Kings, with Man or Machine McManus bringing the pain with Tesla and Irish John.
The 17th hole saw it all come together. 9 men (using that term loosely) all teeing off. The bravery of risking the wrath of the Saggy Boob Brigade was remarkable. Badges would have been given out posthumously if necessary. Fortunately, that was not necessary. Needless to say, because of this unspoken pressure, no one hit the fairway. Apparently, people could just keep hitting until they hit one they liked. Smith had three. Counted the third. That’s finance for you.
The 18th was emotional. There is no other word that might encapsulate the enormity of the occasion. The moment. The pressure. I mean the pressure! Closest to the pin won a meal from the Thai food truck. There has not been such a sense of destiny since Steve Bradbury did nothing and won gold. Could it be? Is it really true? Closest to the pin? BRUFFY!!! The stars aligned, the gods spoke, the winds moulded. It was beautiful.
After that, could the day get any better? Yes. It could. Big Blue won The Jacket. See you next year slow coaches.
The second ever Soder Tennis Master Final will forevermore be referred to as “Dump Gate” not to be mixed up with Korv Gate
Law, Smith, Condon, Kingsley
Qualifying Rounds– After exhaustive rounds of qualifying tournaments, the 2 best teams secured their spot in the season ending Söder Masters Tennis Final- At stake names in Söder history books and the donning of the famous Söder blue jackets. The 2 teams were by far the best teams throughout qualifying with the #1 seeded SuperMacs(Smith/Law) to play the #2 seeded Woodies pairing of (Kingsley/Condon)
Game Set and Match: Smith/Law (aka Super Macs) 8-6, 6-4, 3-6, 7-5
Well done Smithy and Nick- awesome competitive game of tennis which could have gone either way, but the consistency just got too much for the Woodie’s in the end. I don’t think this is the last time we will see these teams go head to head in fact strong talk of a rematch has already begun in the offseason.
Player of the Match- Nick Law showing super consistency at all sports, in fact I reckon he could pick up Jordos worn-out old balls and doing something good with them
Summary
Went back to Smithy’s , couple of beers- the DK appeared like a ghost, jumped in Smithys boat for a tour of the archipelago and dinner at the marina with beers and no less than 10 shots each between conversations, back in Smithys boat in the dead of night with smithy whacking the throttle down. Back to smithys, Pizza and pass out- except for Nick who walked off into the woods to catch a bus and has not been seen since.
Let me start with
the crowd who turned up in their droves to witness what was billed
Australia vs Tesdorf’s bunch of #$@%.
The crowd, led by
a freshly returned Kungen who had recently broken Murph’s self gratification
record whilst in quarantine and Big Blue who had last been seen at the Soder
chess comp sitting on a couch sinking home brew and heckling what he called
“the fucking losers playing chess”
In fact, there
was a rumor that Big Blue was going to make a surprise appearance for the Soder
8 with a late call up, but after seeing him bowl his first ball in the nets,
which hit the left hand side of the net half way along and half way up, we
decided he would be more use sitting on the pine and continuing to sink piss.
Nick Law to no
one’s surprise also turned up after it was announced the club would be putting
on free piss, however upon his arrival it was clearly evident he had invited
himself to several graduations along the way and had partaken in much free piss
drinking already.
For the first time this series Bruffy managed to arrive with
the kit, enabling us all to at least look like we knew what we were doing.
Thanks Bruff, we all hope the dinner and bus 69 home with the lot was worth
it…?
To The game
A couple of new faces to the lineup, led by an injection of
much needed youth in Slugger Burnell, along with an injection of the Bruffy,
fresh off performing a highly publicised soixante neuf. Dropped was Brissler
and The Tip Rat simply because it was felt Joel and Bruffy were better blokes.
I have no idea who won the toss or even if there was one,
but Soder decided to field as we were in no doubt that we could chase down
whatever total the Idiots put together.
The Bowling
A very confident Soder took to the field, with Condo
offering Captain Jordo a fielding suggestion but was abruptly told to fuck off,
with that opening salvo out of the way, Bruffy and Slugger Burnell opened the
bowling with the goal of keeping the idiots under 130
Now from memory the bowling was pretty good but
unfortunately so were the batsmen, who scored at a good clip. Once again we
couldn’t get an early break through.
Unable to get a break through with the opening bowlers, the
ball was thrown to the big Yarpie who promptly pulled his own pants down to
reveal South African national flag on displayed on his pole pushers and was
promptly told to pull them up again or face code violation charges-
In he steamed! A missed catch by Bruffy on the boundary once again had us
considering a substitution for big blue, but with BIG BLUES bowling
demonstration still fresh in our minds we decide to persist with Bruffy. This
only made the barrel chested yarpie angry and fuck me if the wickets didn’t
start to tumble, with a classic catch by Kingsley who had forgone his
normal pre match 6 lines of O’Boy for a more low key approach- a great catch at
a crucial moment to break the partnership- game on..
In a classic 4 over spell Logan snared 4 for 33(could have
been 5) which was much welcomed ,as at the other end condo was copping some
stick being banged for around 22 of his first 2 overs and was promptly removed
from the attack.
Kingsley proceeded as he does on a night out on the tear, he
caught everything that came his way and set a new standard for fielding. His
bowling also proved economical 0\25 off 4
The skipper bought himself on and picked up1\7.
Once again condo was thrown the ball from the other end and
bowled a better line and length picking up his first wicket with a very good
redemption catch to Bruffy on the boundary which then brought Big Tesdorf to
the crease only to receive a large amount of verbal abuse which clearly got the
better of him. Condo lengthened his run up to 12 steps and steamed him, Tessler
went bang hoping for a 6 first ball only to sky a ball to the safe hands of
slugger burnell. GGGOOORN A GOLDEN DUCK! condo had two in row but most
importantly the prized scalp of tessler with no ink wasted in the scorebook
On a hat trick and with a slip in place, condo steamed into
the return of the retiring batsmen who promptly smashed the hat trick ball just
wide of condo who dived for the catch a good 3 seconds after the ball had
passed him. 2/32 returned by Condo with Slugger cleaning up the last wicket
1/24 a good return in his first game
Idiots all out in 18.4 overs for a gettable 155
A very good fielding performance, but the bowling at times
still too short and needing to remove an opener much earlier now the key target
for next game. Guru and Larry not thrown ball were heard to be plotting the
removal of Captain Jordo
Pick of the bowlers was the south african self dacker-
Logan, the best return in soders history, great bowling mate…
The Batting
In strode a new opening combination, Kingsley fresh off 75no
and Logan fresh off a self dacking looking for a steady start to the run chase
..Kingsley began where he left off with some sweet stroke play , clearly a man
in form, whilst Big Logan was watchful scoring at a watching paint dry rate
until his furniture got rattled 6 from 12.
In strode Bruffy hell bent on making amends for his kit faux
paus and make amends he did , scoring a nice 18 from 15 ,before being caught
behind. He and kings put together a nice partnership which had us just over the
required run rate target. Well batted by big Bruff, exactly the type of innings
that was missing in the last game from one of the other batsmen
With the fall of Bruff ,last games century maker King Jordo
swaggered to the crease to join his partner in crime and finish the match off
for us- we on the pine sat back to relax.
Kings did what was required hitting frequent boundaries
which kept the run rate ticking over, retiring for a beautifully compiled 50
off just 28 balls- six 4s and one 6- SR 178!!
At the change of ends we were around 90 off 10 ,50 balls to
make 65 runs, Jordo at the crease, kingsley to come back in and Kungen was
hence forth sent to get the barbie lighted such was our confidence.
With Kingsley’s retirement Slugger Burnell came into bat for
the first time this series with a mind set to finish the game quickly,
Unfortunately an edge behind? 4 from 3 not the return he had hoped for. At this
stage things were tightening up and with Jordos stroke play looking a little
more stifled than last game and Guru joining him at the crease the boys on the
pine started to sink piss in nervous anticipation.
Jordo made it to 31 from 19 before a controversial LBW
decision (clearly too high) saw him depart bringing Condo to the crease.
A watchful innings from Jordo which still saw his SR at 163.. not bad for a
quieter day!!
Now at this stage the top order had left Guru, condo, and
Larry with 45 to make off 20- somewhere along the line the run rate had been
forgotten.
It has to be said Guru looked in good knick middling the
ball and picking up 1s and 2s but it wasn’t going to be enough. Condo
communicated to Guru that Kingsley was required back in and Guru should get
himself out. Guru replied to this suggestion by running Condo out. 7 from 7 for
condo who needs to get moving with his batting.
Condo’s demise saw Larry Pascoe enter the fray.
Unfortunately, Larry was unable to get bat to ball with some good smart bowling
by the village idiots, keeping him on strike and with the clear goal of not
allowing run scoring machine kingsley back in.
This act of bastardry (clearly tactics Soder need to learn)
saw us run out of balls with wickets in hand going down by 18 runs
To his credit
Larry remained 11 no out off 14 and to his greater credit exacted revenge for
condo running Guru out for a steady but slow 7 from 11.
Pick of the
Batsmen- R Kingsley- another great performance mixed with stylish stroke play
and big hitting- great work!!
The Aftermath
All in all an
improved fielding performance, an ok bowling performance which needs to be
tighter and a slow as shit batting performance , a winnable game ruined by poor
batting tactics and a lack of BBQ utensils and fire lighting equipment for a
clearly enraged Kungen on the BBQ, who was heard to announce Jordos likely
death for his complete disregard for how a BBQ needed to run and that he was
now ducking off to lay a dugite in the forest before he was seen returning to
turn the sausages with his fingers!!
0 wins from 2
games an awful start after a much-hyped pre season. A win needed in game 3 or
heads will roll with big blue waiting in the wings……could it get any worse?
Soder man of the
match- a tie between logan 4 for 33 and kingsley who’s fielding batting and
tight bowling performance ensured he could not be left out…
Great BBQ- well
done Kungen and Jordo and great after match piss up…
After a well deserved spray delivered to Smithy from Bruffy regarding his manhood, smithy made good on his promise to actually turn up. This was despite Bruffy announcing he was skipping the 1st game of the year to romance the Mrs at their anniversary- The Big Bruffster really needs to get his priorities straightened out!
With Bruffy’s mind firmly on
delivering an epic night of wining and dining his Mrs, he actually forgot to
deliver the all important team kit, completely letting his mates down who were
then forced to wear kids equipment (Kinglsey had young Oscars junior pads on
which looked like two 2 band aids ) and to borrow the opposing teams kit, which
they were non too happy about. The boys batted without genitalia protectors,
thigh pads, helmets, all except smithy who of course had his own personalised
gold plated kit and refused to share it- that’s the team spirit we were looking
for smithy!! You really have become the ultimate effeminate Swedish male…-
I’d hate to have been on the titanic with you and you were the only bloke with
the keys to your own personal life boat!!
But let’s not forget about the
skipper who as usual set the benchmark for fashion arriving in a polka dot top
and carrying his mrs pink esky- he would have put the fear of christ into
our sub-continent- ffs! But when the skipper raises the question “who’s
got the kit?” Given ultimately it was his responsibility- we knew we were
under the pump before a ball had been bowled- however, fortunately for him,
redemption was at hand!!
Now let me get to the game
itself
Putting it simply we bowled and
fielded like old men, got whacked for 220 plus in 20 overs. A note to Kingsley-
please only 2 cans of red bull before games not 6 , a little excitable trying
to run batsmen out with throws that had no back up or they were already in
their crease 2 minutes before trying to throw the stumps down- there was
nowhere to hide from him….just a feed of mung beans and celery juice next
time mate.
Dropped catches, plenty of
wides and plenty of sun burn to the roof of our mouths as Sehwag and co got to
work hitting the ball over our heads.
1-34 (economy 8.50) was deemed
the best figures of the day- delivered by Whispering Death himself
Enough of the sub standard
bowling and fielding- a great deal of improvement to be had and some hard
lessons learned
Now let’s get to the batting-
223 the target- Larry “Drifter” Hagberg and Guru “late
lunch” Smithy marching arrogantly out to open the batting
It was at this point we
witnessed one of the great opening partnerships of our time.
With smithy obviously still
rattled by Bruffys spray and Jordo refusing to bowl him, he took vengeance upon
Larry by running him out without him facing a ball. Now most batsmen in this
position would have given smithy his 2nd well deserved and almighty spray in 24
hrs, but Diamond Duck Larry just trudged off to plot his next serial killing
victim and took up his seat on the pine. But smithy to his credit
committed his first selfless act in his lifetime and was summarily bowled the
next ball- Larry 0, Smithy 0, opening partnership 0 from 2 balls- well done
lads, ripping start to chasing 223…!!
Out strolled Brissles who after
being tonked for 15 an over (61 in 4 overs) was deadset wanting to make amends-
he did this by deciding to get jordo in asap and summarily gave his wicket away
to a suspected chucker, who has now claimed brissler as his new bunny, so
firmly did his suspect action worry Johnny- 5 off 9 balls
Now at this stage we have our
backs to the wall , but the skipper and his excitable 1st Lieutenant Kingsley,
had other plans and went to work, dishing up some of the oppositions own
medicine.. 2 sparkling, heavy hitting, classy 50s without chance , at that
stage gave us hope of posting at least a respectable score- still no thought or
chance of winning – or was there?
However – Jordos retirement saw
Murph scurry to the crease and in typical Murph style was talking big numbers
and in typical Murphstyle delivered sweet F.All , clean bowled for a silver
duck having wasted two precious balls, still he was talking his performance up
as he offered condo his genitalia protector as he passed by, but due to it
being an xsmall and covered in a thick yellow substance it was waved away-
condo now at crease with nothing protecting the family jewels and a pair of
dodgey sub continental pads.
Condo was greeted by Kingsley
who was due to retire ,with the confidence building words of- give me the
strike you wont need to do anything and nothing was exactly what was delivered
by Condo a slash outside off stump, thick edge caught behind 7 from 9
balls and took his miserable place back on the pine.
Now at this stage Logan came to
the crease with our 2nd retirement Kingsley having departed . Logan it has to
be said had been busying himself with eating 3 kgs of cold home made meatballs
and potatoes with a dash of cane sauce- how he actually was able to lift
himself off the pine to walk out to the middle was a feat in itself..but like
his eating, his batting was solid, showing some flair and some yarpie spine,
giving jordo who had returned to the crease some much needed support.
Now it was at this stage things
started to look up .. Jordo really went to work and bashed those chirpy sub
continentals all over skarpnack, at one stage whacking 3 sixes on the trot.
Such was his dominance that a ray of sunlight started to appear for the first
time of the match-we may actually get the runs to get a bonus point, 178 was
the figure. But Jordo unbeknown to the rest of us had hatched a plan with
Pantsman Kingsley aka Barossa Banksy, to actually steal the match itself
off their own bats! However there was still 1 problem- Logan…
Now logan in an act of genius
and directly after Jordo had reached a magnificent 100 off just 40 balls- the
likes of which I’m sure skarpnack had not and will not witness again, decided
that the best course of action was to not only get out himself but to invoke
the double play and run jordo out at the same time- with mission accomplished
Kingsley strolled to the crease, logan went back to feasting on his meatballs
and potatoes (14 from 11 – promising innings by the big south African) and
Jordo returned to his team mates to regale them with stories of his
greatness…
Now at this stage we were still
42 down with 6 balls remaining- 5 sixes would do it and a 12 off the last ball-
“cometh the moment cometh the man” – Vego Kingsley nearly pulled it
off , racing from a retirement score of 50 to be not out 75, bashing a 12 off
the last ball leaving us just 17 runs short of a very worried bunch of sub
continentals, who were starting to fray at the edges and who had clearly
dropped their bundle and were seen arguing amongst themselves. Clearly
Kingsley’s hyperactivity had got to them…
4 more balls and we might have
been home…!!!
Given the rest of us faced just
34 balls out of a possible 109 delivered scoring a paltry 26 out of 205 runs,
it really was the Jordo and kingsley batting masterclass that has no doubt put
the fear of god into the other teams- they will be firmly In the minds of our
sub continental friends next time we meet in the GF
Had we had just one more of us
stand up at bat ,or been a bit more fuller and direct at the stumps with the
bowling , we (aka jordo and Kingsley) would actually have got us over the
line…
11th June next game vs village
idiot- let’s call this one as it is- The Ashes- a big rivalry to be formed from
here on in against these geezers
Will be good to have an
injection of youth with the possible inclusion of slugger Burnell, and bad boy
Bruffy to cancel that youth policy straight back out
Special mention to the spy,
Nick Law who turned up drank free piss and left
Man of the Match- Skipper Jordo
what a superb innings, outstanding big hitting, cool as a cucumber in a crisis,
closely followed by the classy, crisp hitting and astute batting of Lieutenant
Kinglsey – 101 and 75 respectively great knock fellas, was a pleasure to
watch and lifted the spirits of the boys back on the pine…
Great to be back out having a
hit with a great bunch of competitive mates, looking forward to the rest of the
series…
The ”Corona safe” Annual Söder AFC Bowling
event 2021 took place on the 7th May at Gullmarsplan Bowling. Everyone was
charged up ahead of the event keen to see who would win the prestigious event
and take home the loudest shirt comp.
There was the usual banter and trash talk
on the Whatsapp channel prior to the event. There was also a sinking feeling
that Piney would not attend and challenge with his array of Pineapple shirts
and despite many attempts to smoke him out with pix from previous antics he
only chirped up at the last minute and gave Bruffy his blessing to take over
the mantle.
A hardy crowd of 15 turned up with André
acting as officiator to ensure that procedures and rules were followed.
Unfortunately, an early encroachment was discovered when Brissles was
discovered to have smuggled in his own pair of black trainers. Brissles weaved
and danced his way to the point of delivery throwing curl bowl after curl bowl,
racking up 5 strikes in a row. His lane companions were absolutely devastated
with Murphy wetting his pants and having to mop up the mess so no one would
“slip over”.
Brissles dominated both the practice and
comp round. Others focused on refreshments including a round that Guru ordered
with the proceeds of his bitcoin winnings. But there was no stopping Brissles.
He was an unstoppable force. The team in Lane 3 were so devastated for some
reason they didn’t get past the half-way mark in the deciding set.
Following the outclassing by Brissles there
was a protest over the use of own shoes but to no avail. Brissles prevailed and
the President was left so embarrassed by this rule encroachment it was left to
Secretary Tesdorf to hand over the trophy that was glued back together in one
piece. Then the beauty contest started, and it eventually came down to a
face-off between Bruffy and Larry (via his proxy Condor). The first heat was
tied 7-7 but Bruffy prevailed and won the equally desirable white Russian.
Finally, we were all turfed out by the wicked witch of the kitchen who demanded that Rappa settle his tab. Rappa passed it on to DK who settled outstanding business and we were off to Clayton’s for some Aussie classic music and a slab of Falcons. We then all sat round the bar table on bar stools admiring the Swans 2012 AFL premiership paper cut-out and making noises from all ends down Clayton’s digeridoo… Thereafter memories fade somewhat…
It’s all happening now, Söder cricket is on the up and up!
New cricket gear and a rare sunny day in Sweden means big numbers at cricket training. Bruffy has been perfecting his follow through and clocked his fastest just over Swedish speed limits. Murph keeps working on his Glenn Maxwell stance.
On Easter Friday Team Södermalm cycling had its season
opener ride.
With a well constructed and organised ride by
group leader Jonny Briscoe, the 11 man strong team headed out from Älvsjö
kl.8.00 enroute to västerhaninge to TM bageri.
With 2 new riders Roberto and Clive joining the team for the
first time they were welcomed strongly. “11 man team was the most we have
had in the short time since the team has been developed and we hope to grow on
this going forward” were the commences from club president Danne
Jordansson
25 km later we reached the destination of TM bagarstuga, touted “the best in sweden” by some in the group.
Google maps had assured us that it was open, but alas, it
was closed. The group of riders had to settle with coffee and cake from the
neighbouring Hemköp which was open.
After the break we made our way back into town, only losing
new rider Clive who mistakenly took a wrong turn.
A great day was had by all and with good sunny weather.
We hope to se you on wour next ride this coming good sunday
8 am!
With only 7 weeks to go until the Last man stands series starts it is high time to get the cobwebs out. Five brave souls turned up at the JCG for the first Södermalm cricket training session of 2021. Regular trainings will be annouced soon so stay tuned.
