Well, apparently I've been charged with updating, which makes a nice change from Richard hogging all the updates. There was a rather dull, mundane and fundamentally pointless tournament held the other day, in which I was knocked out in the first round by the eventual winner, Anthony. We actually played enough matches to rank all eight of us (after four matches, the four winners played knock-out, with a hird place play-off, and something similar went on for the losers of the initial matches… well, it's a bit complex, but at the end of the parenthesis, you'll see…)
2. Richard (yes, you read that right… not 3rd)
3. Andy C.
8. Andy P.
Now, of course, these statistics are stupid. Ahem. The tournament that really mattered was the one held last night, competitors being the Big Three, David, Christine and David's little bro, Phil (who has almost had something named after him… we'll see). In the first round, Anthony creamed Christine 7–0, Richard was unfortunate to lose 7–3 to Colin, and Phil beat his brother in a tense 10–8 victory… some would say that giong into setting against a relative newbie is not as admirable as coming close against a co-creator of the Brave and Noble Game, but rules stated that the highest scoring loser went through, so David it was. Lake superior, as it were. But not for long, as both brothers came crashing out in the semi-finals, setting up a (yawn) final between Anthony and Colin. And what a boring final it was… watched only by the referee, David, it was simply a matter of waiting for the opponent to make a mistake, and eventually Anthony made enough that it ended 21–18 to me, a nice smash to finish.