The Splits [Ouch!]

In the tipping, we have Rick with a convincing lead, tipping 8 out of a possible 12 (83%), although his namesake Mike (Nolan Jnr)has 88% in the 3 rounds that he tipped. Huddy has 7 which puts him at 58% and no one else is worth mentioning this week! Pete is no where to be seen. Can't quite figure out that tactic. My tip for this week - Rick, Mike, Jules, Stef: all 2 ;-)

That is all.

Stoß Tag

Time for our fortnightly turn away from the unglaublitchy world of Brisbane Ultimate, and report on last night's Hump Day efforts. Or should I say, Stoß Tag efforts, as this time around we were at the German Club next to the fabled 'Gabba cricket ground.

Geography was both a pro and a con this time around. The pro of course was that German is famous as the land of beer, and beer there was, all at reasonable prices. The con was the German Club being a little harder to get to than places in the CBD - and this was compounded by the torrential rail that came across Brisbane, giving Shagger and his Sultry Lady, along with Runeo and I, a bit more trouble getting there than usual.

Disappointingly, the Engine Room and the Skipper were unable to attend - the former is on some sort of crazy 'no alcohol' month (note how he picks the shortest month though), and the latter on some sort of overseas junket. The vast selection of beers at the German Club would've driven their little connoisseur brains quite mad. As it was, for once I was able to put in some extended dark ale joy on and not have to deal with multiple jugs of flavour before me.

Bit more on the Engine - apparently he's celebrating his engagement the day he comes off his no alcohol binge - I suspect the lack of training will limit his fortitude on the night.

Food was ok - nothing special. You could sense the atmosphere would be great there on a busy night though.

Still, a very pleasant evening!

Hump Day

After some pestering by unnameable* sources, the Brisbane Ultimate Blog will turn its mind away from its hard and fast focus on Brisbane Ultimate to a closely related activity – drinking – and the review of such drinking.

Every second Wednesday after work a certain group of folks get together in a fairly disorganised manner for Hump Day Drinks. Hump day celebrates being over the hump of the working week.

Last night the crew visited Union Jacks on Charlotte Street, and was pleasantly surprised to discover half-priced (or about that) happy hour jugs from 5.30-7.30pm (bit rough on the people who were there at 5.15pm buying jugs at full price, but then as was philosophised by the Philosopher King, this motivated some heavy happy houring to lower the average cost price per jug). The wide range of beer selections kept the Skipper and the Engine Rob entertained.

In attendance: myself, the Skipper, the Engine Rob, Shagger Good, the Sultry Lady, his drinking majesty the Philosopher King, Speedy Bob, a limping Astrocristy, Rune and EPAngus (the latter four putting in their first appearance for 2008 for those keeping track at home).

Food war reasonable. Drinking was moderately heavy to heavy. Happy hour very timely.

Next meeting is planned for the German Club on 6 February.

*I don't mean this in the Cthulonic sense