BRISTOW BRISTOW BRISTOW!! Do you hear me. That's right, the great man came to the Nettlebed Social Hall (or whatever it's called can never remember - Bob?!) and chucked his stuff. MAny hours later, your eager BADAss representatives nearly chucked their stuff too (Grolsch £2 per pint)*

BADAss Players in attendance:

BADAss PLAYER #003 Steak Anderson*
BADAss PLAYER #004 The Optician*
BADAss PLAYER #005 Johnny Flambé*

All of the rest are great, tubby poofs*

 

 

After a bit of curry and a bit of a mix up with keys (pesky ghosts) we're there, plum in the middle of the Bristow Night*

* click thumbnail for large version - and for all of these below - I won't tell you again stoopid*

 

 

 

Before the Bristow onslaught, some BADAss Fellows find a little time to bond*

* click thumbnail for large version - hang on wait a minute didn't you hear me the first time DUMBAss?*

 

 

Peter (not a BADAss Player as yet due to lack of official 'joining Stella'.. however did sort me a nice pint of Brakspear although I spilt most of it) mentally warms for his Bristow session. He did this by drinking heavily*

*that's right, NUMBNuts, get clicking*

 

 

Nine Darts spots the talent & has a quick one-to-one with Mister B. But look out! Who's that lurking in readiness...? Why, it's none other than our very own Steak Anderson, who no doubt will take the chance to introduce Eric to the ways of BADAss*

 

 

But woah there Steak - let Jonnie have his moment too.

Soon follows a rustle of paper signing & a blur of pound coins flying across*

 

 

Done, a successful BADAss transaction. As you were. *

 

 

Now, Steak, this is it. This is the moment. It's now or never; be casual, be relaxed, but get the job done. You're a professional for heaven's sake. It's what Eric would expect, a smooth, hassle free appointment. Just hand him the card, tell him what to write, and leave. Bugger he spelt it wrong. Try again. No? Whoops. Right, this go. It's B A D A S S; oh well that's close enough*

 

 

That's it, oh yeah that's right, work the champion. For the miminal some of £2 YOU could also share a brief moment with the Champ *

 

 

At this rate Bristow will be getting the Stellas in, in an attempt to join BADAss.

Sorry mate, no new members til next year. Bad luck*

 

 

Hiding his disappointment, he takes to the stage and does what he does best.

Drinking Guinness. And throwing darts*

 

 

All friends at the end*

 

 

BADAss

A true squelcher of a night.
In summary: beer, Bristow, beer beer beer, Bristow Bristow Bristow, beer beer beer beer.. well hopefully you get the idea. There was a template to follow after all.
And BADAss seemed to make a firm impression on the ex World Champion, even with his M.B.E thingy...

nice try better luck next time

It's very much a darts life*