After struggling to find a street without road works on it as I came across town I arrived to find Bill and Dean warming up and almost ready for their matches at numbers 5 and 4.
Bill played on the see through court (I am sure there is a technical name for it however I am sure Bill will settle for crap). In a game where both players forgot that you could claim for lets and strokes, Bill unfortunately went down 3-0 in a close game whilst bemoaning that he couldn't see the ball against the walls.
Dean was next up on the crap court however his more youthful vision allowed him to score a 3-0 victory. It was refreshing to see that Dean hadn't come in fancy dress as he had on Friday at club night however he did still manage to play like a clown before eventually easing out the win. I lost count of the number of times his opponent tapped his serve back onto the front wall to reclaim serve. (Report: Mike D, non-playing captain))
Neil meanwhile was taking care of business on court 2. The whole team were devastated that in scoring a win we can after over a year no longer call him Neil Love Love. A 3-0 win and requirement to find something new to mock him with. He even got the refereeing points to be our top scorer.
Peter eventually arrived just in time to go 2-0 down before he realised what had happened. Against an opponent who seemed determined to try and knock the front wall down with every shot he struggled to come to terms with the pace of the game. Unluckily for Pete, he also lost the 3rd although he had begun to get back into things and was unlucky not to get at least a game. Pete was revelling in being back at University but we all felt that showing us where the student union was and then claiming to have no money was taking things a bit far.
At 2-2 I was on at number 1 again despite still being injured. (A note to the captain, why does Dean get to play at 4 just because of some minor ailment when I have been playing all season with one leg?) Fitness was a problem and despite 2 close games which I should have won, I didn't and with my opponent Stuart finding more cracks than a private party at Freddie Mercury's house it was a 3-0 loss giving the "students" the win.
Thanks to the Heriot watt guy's for the hospitality and student food of spaghetti bolognaise and chips served to a soundtrack of loud hip hop in the union.
David Grieve Nil
Standing in whilst the unemployed MD skives off to Chatsworth to spend his benefits
Bill played on the see through court (I am sure there is a technical name for it however I am sure Bill will settle for crap). In a game where both players forgot that you could claim for lets and strokes, Bill unfortunately went down 3-0 in a close game whilst bemoaning that he couldn't see the ball against the walls.
Dean was next up on the crap court however his more youthful vision allowed him to score a 3-0 victory. It was refreshing to see that Dean hadn't come in fancy dress as he had on Friday at club night however he did still manage to play like a clown before eventually easing out the win. I lost count of the number of times his opponent tapped his serve back onto the front wall to reclaim serve. (Report: Mike D, non-playing captain))
Neil meanwhile was taking care of business on court 2. The whole team were devastated that in scoring a win we can after over a year no longer call him Neil Love Love. A 3-0 win and requirement to find something new to mock him with. He even got the refereeing points to be our top scorer.
Peter eventually arrived just in time to go 2-0 down before he realised what had happened. Against an opponent who seemed determined to try and knock the front wall down with every shot he struggled to come to terms with the pace of the game. Unluckily for Pete, he also lost the 3rd although he had begun to get back into things and was unlucky not to get at least a game. Pete was revelling in being back at University but we all felt that showing us where the student union was and then claiming to have no money was taking things a bit far.
At 2-2 I was on at number 1 again despite still being injured. (A note to the captain, why does Dean get to play at 4 just because of some minor ailment when I have been playing all season with one leg?) Fitness was a problem and despite 2 close games which I should have won, I didn't and with my opponent Stuart finding more cracks than a private party at Freddie Mercury's house it was a 3-0 loss giving the "students" the win.
Thanks to the Heriot watt guy's for the hospitality and student food of spaghetti bolognaise and chips served to a soundtrack of loud hip hop in the union.
David Grieve Nil
Standing in whilst the unemployed MD skives off to Chatsworth to spend his benefits
Captain's note to Sick Note Dave: Dean has a real injury, you're just getting old!
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