So last night saw TheBloke (TM)'s annual cricket dinner. Smart clothes were worn, toenails were painted (mine, mostly) and all was looking good for a splendid evening of good food and good company.
Until the award section.
Last year TheBloke (TM) received the coveted Golden Duck Award for fewest runs scored in a season, so this year my hopes were high for a similar piss-taking session. Things started going badly when the captain singled TheBloke (TM) out at the very start of his speech, saying how much he'd improved. It got worse. Not only did he scoop the award for best bowler, he also won the popularity contest of "Players' Player". And two trophies. This represented about a fifth of the entire trophies awarded. This has made him insufferable. Beyond insufferable.
Then he won the fucking raffle.
If he makes a cup of tea now, he expects to be given a trophy. If he carries a bag successfully up the stairs, he expects a trophy. If he does a particularly loud fart, he expects a trophy and the opportunity to make a speech.
So... It is time to equal the score a little. Nice Kate has nominated my Plog for some blogging awards. I believe there are only about five days until they close, so I'm not expecting miracles, but if you would like to vote for the Plog, here's the link: http://bloggerschoiceawards.com/blogs/show/59154
You do need to register, but it's pretty quick and painless.
TheBloke (TM) now fully expects to win this too, even though he's only blogged twice in the last six months, and it's usually about masturbation. For which he also expects a trophy.
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