Sir Bronking

what a night ive had,

here we go,
arrived at holly bush(who i play for) to play darts in quarter final of burtonwood cup,best of nine,
commentator will take it from here,
city go one nil up against newcastle thanks to reira, holly bush go 1,2 down against chapels,city go 2-0 (cole), holly bush 3 down not looking good, hollybush begin comeback taking the next 1,2,3 leg's, city go 3-0 up (vassell) holybush take next leg needing one more for win, chapels take 8th leg to even the score,final whistle at city who have secured another resounding win, up steps hollybush's final player(yes you guessed it, me) who goes on to convincingly win the last leg much to the excitement of the home crowd, taxi drop's off the conquering hero, who although having his key see's lights on (still early 11 o clock) so ring's doorbell, seconds later he hears an almighty crash bang wallop, uses key to enter house to find wife has fell halve way down stairs and knock herself out, ambulance arrives, takes them to hospital where he waits 2hrs until she's released declared fit , orders taxi, arrives home 2.30am makes brew go bed,

what a night.

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