Following Gordon Brown's careless election PR gaffe the three Hound regulars drew inspiration and gathered to collectively move the light one week closer to the tunnel's end. It has been a long season and recent week's have found The Hound to be showing many more signs of general fatigue than knowledge.
No matter - even if the quiz wasn't to offer success this week then the promise of well in excess of one thousand of your English pounds were available in the roll-over raffle - success in one, if not both, competitions was there for our taking.
Before the quiz could start however the bar-staff quietly announced that with Kronenbourg, Amstel and Heineken all being gone and only Fosters available the pub had effectively run out of consumable lager. The Hound diversified into the juices of apple and grape and hunkered down, pens at the ready.
Unfortunately what followed was not pretty so I'll keep it brief. Four off the lead in joint sixth at the end of round one, worsening slightly to three behind in joint eighth after the musical second round. The change in tipples had failed to bring about a change in success, save to make us, if anything, even worse than recently.
It all got very dark, for me anyway, towards the end of the final round. We got two out of five on the True/False round but did manage the anagram (ANYTIME). Ended up joint third, two behind the victors.
Despite this we were hopelessly optimistic that the raffle would therefore have to be ours... Based on one part inspiration (from Robson Hound's very detailed, formulaic, projection as to how our chances could be maximised) and several parts blind optimism (based on unfamiliar refreshments) we piled in for 25 tickets, spread across a whole range of ticket numbers.
The winning raffle ticket was drawn, hush descended and it was announced as number 167. The Hound had bought numbers 164, 165 and 166 but, somewhat irritatingly, left 167 for someone else. The holder of the winning ticket then had the choice of two envelopes, the key to the safe with the money in it being in one of them. It was only a small consolation, but a consolation nonetheless, that they chose the wrong envelope and the money rolls over to yet another week.
Hey-ho. A month of the quiz league left - can The Hound rally flagging reserves of enthusiasm and knowledge for a final victory or two?
Tune in next week...
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