One Fine(s) Night

After the football season had finished a week Wednesday at Rustons - the biggest fixture was all the Meg lads could think of. It was the fixture of all fixtures, the game of the season, it was make or break time.

As the Meg lads entered the much talked about 'fines' night, it really did represent a similar resemblance to a typical Sunday morning on the Star Garter pitch - it went from the sublime to the outrageous followed by several moments of calamity, and little idea.

In the early stages it was a decent start from Meg's finest, casually working their way into the game with a steady few pints in Lloyds bar, followed by the strict footballers diet of Burger & Chips. The first nerve jangling moment for the Meg rearguard came around the 6pm mark, as reliable centre back D.Metheringham contemplated frog leaping from a 50ft high balcony to nod a disco ball to safety. As Chappers worked out the odds and opened the syndicate, D.Metheringham thought better of it. A good opening all round....

This then led the Meg Lads into Varsity, despite a period of good possession it started to go wrong, and badly....the shots started peppering the Meg back line, and it became too much for 'Keeper Heavers' who spilt the first pint of the night - as all hell broke loose Meg were under pressure - as the shots kept coming Heavers kept dropping and unfortunately doused the well groomed Hamilton in a pint of Stella.

After a brief onslaught in Rev's the lads wondered up to Kind to find a rejected Heavers refused entry, this could have been disastrous. Eventually after Heavers took the advice from the big bouncers he had a brief spell in the pub, before being escorted out. The first casualty of the night Ben Heavers who had to go home - it was that early he managed to get back for the last couple of auditions on 'Britain's Got Talent', yes it was that early.

After a couple of pit stops in between the lads entered Walkabout where all hell broke loose - an incident where the normally quiet G.Burr, had an altercation with another gentleman. Burr was in trouble, after Burr was struck with a left hook - it took a 'Mayweather' style punch from Creasey to knock this trouble maker down, Robbo Jnr then pinned up the hooligan and pinned him onto the DJ Booth in some style - elements of the Legion of Doom in there prime. Pearson, Hamilton & Robbo SNR split up proceedings, before World War 3 broke out. 10 minutes later Creasey escorted off the premises as the bouncers produced the red card, as Burr the instigator got away Scott free. Jim Meggy continued to keep refreshing the troops with Lincoln's finest ale, and make a wedge in the money collected each week.

In between all of this B.Fox & J.Miller were doused in beer by a young female as wondering hands Fox finally went too far - both players went home to change their kit Ala Man Utd vs Southampton many moons ago. Meanwhile, Neil Campbell showed signs of being quicker to the bar than an Alan Brown SAQ session.

After this the lads parted, no positional sense whatsoever it really went gung-ho - rumours of Jim Meggy refused entry and was substituted late on (more on this story I am sure). As some lads went to the Engine Shed, others went the Ritzy route - with not a clue of what they were doing. However, a dramatic final twist in the tale - as Meg entered the last minute of the season braced at 0-0, an unlikely scorer came up with the goods. Morrison stalwart M.Abbott hit the back of the net with a larger than life effort (this was a big one), he plucked the cross out from Jumpin Jaks dance floor and caught her with an air guitar combo to the Summer of 69. As Abbott celebrated in style - rumours have it all D.Metheringham could do was lay on the ground floor of the Skellingthorpe mansion and listen to Abbott in full flow.

Metheringham 1 vs 0 AN.other

What drama, and no doubt about it game of the season...