Category Archives: Uncategorized

We (don’t quite) have lift-off!

In the week that Nasa launched a space probe that for the first time would touch the Sun we failed to achieve much of a lift-off in the Nines fixture with Hexham House. And you wouldn’t have known there was such a thing as the sun either.

The fours did give us an initial boost, especially in the very early stages when they went to 8-1 after five ends. They were then more than matched by the home team, so that after the next five ends the scores were dead level at 10-10. Things got very tight after that, with an unusual run of five singles, so that after 15 ends we were 12-13 down. But to the great credit of the group a strong finish meant that we won the game 17-13. That meant three consecutive wins for Ken as skip of the fours.

The triples might have been confident of doing well, and managed to reach a lead of 9-7 before a couple of dropped threes made it more of a struggle. There were still six ends left, but sadly we had the unique experience of two consecutive no-shot ends – no amount of space-probing could separate the bowls – and that made the “run rate” much more challenging. Those close ends did show that we competed hard, but the outcome was decided on the penultimate end and a three on the last was no real consolation: we lost 12-19.

For the pairs it really was a question of “Houston, we have a problem!” as the pattern of the first five ends (1-6) was exactly matched by the second lot to reach 2-12. Parity on the next five did make it 5-15 but that was really as good as it got, with a 6-19 score to finish. For at least the third time this season Geoff Lamb was the architect of a defeat, and at this rate will have us all nervously scanning the team sheets in future fixtures.

After losing to Hexham House, whose season in the Nines competition has not been brilliant, we were apprehensive about the visit of New Delaval for a rearranged fixture on Thursday. New kids on the block last year, they have done very well this season, sitting in third position before their game with us and definitely still in with a chance of winning the league – quite some achievement.

The match started a little late as they had been held up in traffic, though judging by appearances it was hard to imagine that they had enough players old enough to drive. Even with a father-and-son combination their fours team were on aggregate about two hundred years younger than ours, and overall it was certainly the youngest team we have ever played. Perhaps that was why they were also startlingly noisy, talking among themselves during play and carrying on conversations between rinks that weren’t even adjacent.

In fairness, they could also play extremely well, as shown by the fours side, who hit the ground running and had our own rink 1-14 behind after just six ends. This had the makings of a cricket score, but gradually we came back into it, stemming the haemorrhage to make it 4-16 after ten ends, and then sharing shots again over the next five to reach 7-19. As darkness descended the last three ends were even more profitable for us, and eight more shots meant a final score of 15-19, with the guys ruing the tentative start.

The pairs were even more of a “nearly” team. They started well enough but then dropped some shots so that after ten ends it was just 7-8 in favour of the visitors. Some high scores for both teams in the next phase meant the deficit grew to 12-17 with three ends to play, but another late surge saw our pair come up to 17-18 by the end – that one-shot defeat meaning we had lost the fixture but in view of the quality of the opposition it was a really good performance on the night.

The triples seemed to be heading for a tanking, 1-8 down after five ends and struggling to catch the pace of the green. However, largely due to some excellent bowls from skip Steve Bennett we clawed our way back, much to the frustration of New Delaval, so that after ten ends it was 7-8. They then scored three but we immediately countered with a  good six to go ahead – at which point the momentum shifted entirely. Steve’s fine form continued, and we went into the last end five ahead, eventually winning 19-17.

Once again we had lost 2-6 on points – a remarkably consistent trend this year. But just as in the opening match of the season at New Delaval, where a 2-6 defeat was only 42-45 on shots, so this one was just 51-54 on shots. Three shots in both games against a team that – even after we pinched two points last night – are still in with a theoretical chance of winning the league! Despite our poor league run the results have not generally been hammerings, but very often narrow shots defeats. Apart from the obvious suspects in Gosforth and Backworth, only Ponteland have beaten us 8-0 – so we really have to try to ensure we get something next Tuesday from our last league game of the season, against Ponteland at home.

By which time Nasa’s Parker probe will be rather nearer the Sun, eventually travelling at about 430,000 mph. That would be London to Newcastle in just over two seconds – or, if you struggle with that comparison, about the same speed as one of Darren’s piledrivers!

Advertisements

Non-stop Bowls

Image result for treadmillEvery year we wait for the outdoor season, and when it starts we’re itching to get as many games as possible. Then, as fixtures accumulate, it soon seems like time for a breather. But when – as this week – there are competitive games every day, it definitely feels like a treadmill.

First up were Benfield, riding high in the league, in third place before our match, and with some notable players like Jim Taylor, formerly of Ponteland. By the end of the evening we rather wished he had stayed at Ponteland, as he had a great game in the pairs and was largely responsible for the Benfield win.

The pairs had a rather rural feel, with Woods, Field and Hill all taking part. The bowls was anything but agricultural, with some really tight heads. We were unlucky to be 0-5 down after five ends, but couldn’t complain about a terrific end from the visitors which earned five and left us 3-13 behind. From this point things improved, and at 10-14 with five ends left there was hope, but we then seemed to run out of puff. Overall it’s fair to say the visitors were better, but not 14-21 better.

The fours also had reason to say that the losing margin (12-21) was a bit harsh. They actually won almost as many ends as Benfield, but in our case almost every end was a single. The notable exception was when Steve prodded the jack through to the back to score a three and take us into a 7-6 lead. Unfortunately, it was like prodding a wasps’ nest, and Benfield were soon swarming all over us – in no time at all it was 7-16, and then 9-20.

The triples followed the trend of the other teams early on, going 1-7 down after five ends, improving to 8-12 after ten and then slumping to 11-16 after fifteen ends. At this point a two improved things but could not have prepared anyone for what happened next – a six on the penultimate end to make it 19-16 with one end to play. In fact, the Benfield skip hit our collection of six bowls pretty hard, but his wood somehow managed to run through and away without taking any of ours out. He also then had the last bowl of the match, with Benfield lying two shots and with his bowl potentially making it a draw, but he fell short, so we at least picked up two points on the night – a really gutsy performance.

It seemed no time at all before most of us met up again for the scheduled game against Cramlington. The fours started well with a six on the third end, and they looked after that lead all the way through with the minimum of fuss. Ken Hurst, skipping in a league match for the first time in a couple of years, has a tactical sense second to none, and it paid off here – or maybe the opposition were in awe of his multi-coloured hat.

So that was two points in the bag. The pairs started well, and needed to as the opposition were quickly out of the blocks. It was 3-2 after five ends, and then we started to pull away, reaching 11-3 after eight ends. On the next end we had a bowl touching the jack, so the Cramlington skip (the villain of the piece in our post of 9 June) blasted it, sending the jack literally up and over the back bowls, into the ditch for a three. We promptly made it 12-6, but from then on the visitors won five ends, almost all by a single shot, to reach 12-12 going into the last. Keith drew two good shots, at which point the other lead followed orders to ditch the jack, and did so. Another promoted bowl stopped just short of the ditch, and getting rid of this proved too much of an ask. A most unlikely 12-14 defeat left us shell-shocked.

This meant the triples had to win to give us a match win. The rink here meant that any wide bowls stayed very wide while anything tight pulled away inside the line. It had been a close game throughout, with our three overcoming an early deficit to lead 9-6 after ten ends. Things drifted away after that, however, and over the next five ends Cramlington scored eight shots to one, eventually going into the last end with a 19-14 lead. Maybe inspired by the thought of the previous night’s win our front end put several good bowls in and we found ourselves lying four shots with two still to come from Darren, but – just like his opposite number the previous night – he left both of them short, and we lost the game by one shot.

The result of this final anti-climax on two rinks meant that we lost yet another match 2-6 even though we would have won on shots, with the added irritation of knowing that just a couple of successful bowls could have made it a tie or even an 8-0 win for ourselves. It felt a bit like football matches where there is a winner in the fifth minute of stoppage time – but the result stands, and usually it’s full credit to the team that keeps going to the end, which the Cramlington pairs certainly did. It’s worth remembering that after ten ends we were leading 32-15, and while that is a great come-back from the visitors there has to be some concern about our own concentration.

The next night was a case of “It’s Wednesday, so it must be Throckley” – another catch-up game, this time against a team below us in the league with only two wins out of 19. So was it simply tiredness, or was there a touch of complacency as we saw the visitors go ahead on two rinks early on? Certainly the fours showed no weakness, with Ken again skipping and guiding the team to a lead which increased on a steepening gradient, all the way to finishing 24-9 with the minimum of fuss.

The triples found their game to be an uphill struggle, and took a while to get going. They were 3-4 down after five ends and this had slipped to 7-9 after ten. Once they reached parity at 12-12 and then edged ahead 13-12 after fifteen ends the mood was set, however, and a run of 3,5,1 on the last three ends made it 22-12.

The pairs also struggled badly to find the pace early on, losing three threes so that it was 6-6 after six and 9-9 after nine. It got even worse with another dropped shot on the next end, but at 9-10 they scored a seven, and then a few more ends on the bounce, so that Throckley won only one of the last eight ends and the match finished 23-11 in our favour.

The 8-0 score was fair enough in view of our overall dominance, but that slow start was worrying. After five ends we were 11-13 down over the three rinks; after ten ends it was just 26-25 in our favour; then, with a turbo-charged start to the second half, it was 54-30 by fifteen ends and 70-32 by the end of the match. Definitely one that will look easier on paper than it was on the grass. And we knew we would definitely have to play better at Haltwhistle the next night in the final of the West Tyne Cup, against Hexham House A.

It was a lovely evening at the centre of Great Britain, albeit with a chill in the breeze. One of the Hexham House rinks was considerably better than the other two, and Trevor’s rink definitely drew the short straw here. After a couple of ends Hexham House were leading thanks to a couple of lucky wicks (made worse by the opposition’s applause!) but thereafter there could be no complaints about the way we were mauled. The Hexham House lead played a blinder, while we merely looked peeky. A five on the seventeenth end took us into double figures at least, but the 11-22 score said it all.

Equally, Darren’s rink was ahead all the way, and did get to 22-2 before the opposition came back into the game a bit. Indeed, they pulled things back to reach 22-12, but by that stage there were only a few ends left and they didn’t have much left in the tank. Brian and Steve were just too accurate all through to allow any serious damage, and the result was genuinely never in doubt.

Malcolm’s rink was, for a while, the closest affair, with a score of 4-3 after six ends. After this we were able to open up a lead, and although Hexham House kept on trying, more than once lying two or three shots as the head developed, some excellent pinpoint bowls by Mark and Malcolm nicked the shot several times when the most that one might have expected was a good second. The lead increased to 11-3 after ten ends, then 17-6, and the teams shook hands after seventeen ends. With that the Cup was secured – a nice League/Cup double in 2018. And to make things even better, there was no game on the Friday!

Ups and Downs

The Nines squad travelled to league leaders Gosforth this week looking to pick up maybe two points.  You have to be realistic – it’s never a place to expect a win.  The green looked great, as ever, but was surprisingly spongy after the previous day’s downpour.

The pairs had something of a re-run of last week’s collapse, except that it came even earlier.  The first three ends had been well contested, with Gosforth leading 2-1, but on the next end one of Darren’s spectacular efforts went wrong and when the dust had settled it revealed a loss of six shots.  So that was 1-8 against us, and with the knock-on effects on morale over several more ends it was soon 1-13.  In fact, from 3-13 the shots were equally shared, even down to the curious detail of each side scoring a four in the last two ends, and the game ended 13-23.  Perhaps the imposition of a speed limit on bowls might help matters…

The triples also lost a six, although this turning-point was the result of excellent bowls by Gosforth.  The early exchanges had been quite close, and at 5-7 after eight ends we felt comfortable.  On the ninth one of our bowls was lying second shot and apparently locked in between two Gosforth bowls – it seemed as safe as houses.  However, this is where the vast experience and skill of these guys comes in, and after setting up the position the skip found perfect line and length to send the jack through and claim six shots at the back.  Although the great majority of the home team’s scoring shots were singles, with a lot only counting by an inch or so, Gosforth were always ahead and always dictating terms – a score of 10-19 did feel harsh, however.

Just after half-way both the triples and the fours had scoreboards showing 13-7 in Gosforth’s favour.  The fours did considerably better in drawing back, and by the close had managed to win nine of the 18 ends.  In fact they won eight of the first 14, showing real character after losing 3,4 and 2 on successive ends to go 2-9 down after five.  A really strong run saw them come back to 15-15 after 14 ends, and even after Gosforth then scored singles on three ends our rink weren’t finished.  On the last end we were lying three shots for a well-deserved draw until the very last Gosforth bowl took two of them out. There was no way for Malcolm to restore the three shots, and we lost 16-18.   That score looks even more impressive in the light of the overall 39-60 scoreline. And it did at least mean we were no worse than the norm, as Gosforth had averaged a 23-shot advantage in their previous 17 matches.

Friday marked the start of a punishing run of Nines matches to catch up on earlier games that were postponed for various reasons. At least they are all at home. Next week we have games on three consecutive nights, but even that wasn’t as strange as the situation on Friday where High Heaton had asked us to play twice on the same night, playing two games of nine ends. It was on our green, so it saved a journey and we agreed.

We then needed agreement on the rules of engagement in this unique set-up. What about the normal rule of having one shot on the first two (of 18) ends? Would we now have the one-shot rule on the first two ends of the night, or would it be just one end in each of the mini-games? (Answer at end of the post.) Once that had been sorted out we had to remember that we were the home team in the first game, but the away team in the second game, thus changing our position on the scoreboard. Oh, it keeps your brain active, does bowls!

When we finally got going, on a rather soggy green, there was a certain symmetry about the scores. The pairs won both games, albeit thanks to one shot on the last end of the first game to make it 9-8; the fours lost both games (the technical expression “stuffed” featured in the post-match analysis); and the triples won the first game before going down in the return, “away” fixture. So that meant that we won the home match 6-2 and lost the away match 2-6. All that re-organisation just to produce a totally neutral outcome!

The ladies went to Forest Hall for their final league game with hopes of gaining enough points to secure promotion to Division 1. There was plenty of mental arithmetic here, too. Before the match we were 9 points ahead of the only other contenders, Morpeth, with 12 points on offer both both clubs this week. The calculation, therefore, was that four points would be enough.

Forest Hall may have been languishing on the half-landing above the basement teams, but they were clearly determined to have us as opponents next season as well, and certainly not easing off with “nothing to play for”. One of our rinks had a solid 25-14 win, but unfortunately this was exactly matched by a 10-21 defeat for a second rink; and with the game absolutely in the balance it was a surprise and a disappointment for our third rink to lose 13-16. The overall three-shot deficit meant a paltry haul of two points on the day. Just to make it worse, that was the first time this season that Forest Hall had won more than one rink against anyone other than the two clubs below them in the table. In short, it was a surprise result.

But then, on the modern version of Teletext, came the news that Morpeth had also slipped up (was it nerves?), winning only nine points at home to lowly Seaton Sluice. The result of that, of course, was that Morpeth gained only seven points on ourselves, leaving us two points clear in second place. So, assuming that the numbers and format of the league remain the same next year, it will be another promotion. It’s a few years now since we described both the Nines and the Ladies as yo-yo teams, too good for Division 2 but not quite good enough for Division 1. There have been a few “ups and downs” since then to prove the point – let’s hope next season confirms a place in the top tier.

Yo-yo

And the answer on the Nines:  a trick question in a way, as the eventual decision was to have one shot on the first two ends of each match.

Campiones!

In a week where the famous football scoreline “East Fife 4, Forfar 5” really did come about (albeit on penalties), the scoreboards  at Elvaston read in a very similar manner after the early ends of our Nines match against Heaton Victoria.

IMG_20180728_101034.jpg

Unfortunately that was about as good as it got all night!  Heaton Vic had turned up with only eight players, and as the missing person had been due to play in the pairs, they withdrew one from the fours, who then played a man short.  This turned out to be the worst thing that could happen to us, as the new lead in the pairs played a blinder.  The early parity (4-4) was ruined on the seventh end, as Heaton scored (or were gifted) a seven.  From then on the soundtrack on the green wasn’t great, with a thumping bass provided by Darren’s wayward drives hitting the ditch surrounds, accompanied by triangle sounds as he occasionally hit the rink markers full on.  Meanwhile, the score didn’t make for easy listening, with several large numbers being called out, but not in our favour, and the final score was 7-26.  Mamma Mia!

Steve Benson’s rink, playing in three-four time, at least jazzed things up a bit, although here the match turned out to be closer than had seemed likely early on.  Heaton came back from 0-6 (five ends) to level at 7-7 after ten, and thereafter we were glad of the penalty deduction of a quarter of their score.  At least we were never behind, and the atmosphere was quite calm: the final score was 15-12 in our favour, adjusted down to 15-9.

If there had been a soundtrack for the triples it would have been a compilation of Help and A Hard Day’s Night.  We piled shots in early on, with three on each of the first two ends, but this was of course totally wasted as those ends are limited to one shot.  After reaching a 4-1 lead everything seemed to go wrong: not only did Davie Thomson (Heaton) show why he was once the EBA National Singles champion, but the front end couldn’t quite get close enough to give Steve Bennett anything to work with.  It was almost all singles for the visitors (nine of their 11 ends) , and although we came back from 5-13 to 11-13 with one end to go, Heaton played the finale better and finished with a three-shot win.

Over recent years our reports have regularly noted that Heaton Victoria are the club most like our own in terms of general standard.  Even so, we would have expected to win this home game, and the result was a real disappointment.  But as long as it was only a dress rehearsal for the West Tyne match against Haltwhistle we could still hope that it would be all right on the night – five points were needed to make sure of the league title, since we could pretty well assume that Hexham House A would get maximum points at Alston.

In the event that assumption was correct, so our target was a very real one.  With a couple of late call-offs – one a few minutes before the match was due to start – we had to re-shuffle a little, but still had a competitive team.  That was just as well, as Haltwhistle brought a strong squad even though it was the last match and they were out of the running.

The first few ends were played in clear but sultry conditions, but the sky was already starting to darken from the south and the sound of thunder became ominous, then continuous.  The rain that was scheduled to arrive after nine o’clock came before eight, and everyone fled the green to cover up.  At this point most rinks had played about ten ends, not enough to constitute a full match, and to call the game off at that point, when we were leading on three rinks and tied on the fourth, would have hurt.  Fortunately the rain didn’t last long and there was time not only to get past the twelve-end milestone for the match to count, but even to complete the match, even if the last rink to finish was peering into an extremely gloomy distance.

Oh, and the score?  One of our rinks finished five shots down, and another won by three; both these were well contested throughout, with never more than three shots in it on either rink until the very last end for our losing team.   But those close encounters were made redundant by the other two rinks.  Our two Steve B’s combined really well against a strong Haltwhistle pairing to win 21-9; and another two B’s (no, no, I didn’t mean that: it was Blanche and Brian) combined really well together on Darren’s rink so that the game was largely done and dusted with five ends to go: this one finished 20-10.  These were excellent wins, with good game management and a steady accumulation of shots.  Overall, on the four rinks, we were 23 shots ahead after 10 ends and also 23 shots ahead after fifteen.

It therefore became pretty clear after the rain break that we were going to win the match and the league, and the last few ends were a bit like that strange ceremonial stage of the Tour de France, when everyone knows who the winner is but the formalities still have to be completed.

The final winning margin was 65-45.  Only on one occasion this year had Haltwhistle scored fewer than 45 – and it was when we won 80-43 in the away fixture in June!  That detail is linked to another telling statistic for the season: although we scored marginally fewer shots than Hexham House A and Haltwhistle we conceded by far the fewest shots in the league.  On five of the ten nights we held the opposition to fewer than 50 shots, with another exactly on 50; Haltwhistle did it just twice; while Hexham House A failed to do it at all, although they did manage the precise 50 in three consecutive weeks!

Portland called off the men’s friendly due for Friday, thus extending our dismal run of cancelled friendly fixtures, but there was at least confirmation that the match at Wooler on Sunday would go ahead.  Beyond that we have a free week in the West Tyne next week but there is a clutch of rearranged Nines games to add to the scheduled one at Gosforth, plus the final Collins and Shipley game of the season, so next week will be busy.

(Limited) Action

With so many people away on tour or on holiday in the last week of June the club had been very quiet. Things perked up a bit this week, even if a lot of the noise was made up of expressions of amazement at the dryness of the green, and the fast surface that has resulted.  It has been running like a wooden floor, with no carpet, and thanks are due to all those involved in watering whenever it has been possible.

The rinks for Thursday’s West Tyne match had to be chosen to avoid newly watered areas, which left a choice of any four from four.  Our visitors from Allen Valley adapted very well to the unaccustomed surface, and three rinks turned out to be very close.  Brian Elstob’s rink were never more than three shots up or down on all the “way markers” of five, ten and fifteen ends, but sadly were still one behind after the full eighteen.  Steve Benson was in a very similar position, literally within one shot on each of those same marker points, but then falling (three) short at the end.  With two rinks down it was looking bleak in that Darren’s rink had been 1-8 down after five ends, then 5-13 down after ten, and still 13-15 behind after fifteen ends.  So it took some doing for them to get singles on each of the last three ends and came away with a 16-15 win, rather against the odds.

That, of course, still left us behind on overall shots on these rinks, but fortunately our fourth rink had an easy win with all the twos, 22-2, and – bingo! – we ensured a 5-2 points win on the night.  Next week (12 July) we play the same opponents in the Cup, with just three rinks, so we can expect a close match again.

The ladies could have done with a close match in the Collins and Shipley league, but were given a hard time by Ponteland, with a 0-12 scoreline.   Depending on other results this week that may make our second position less assured, but there is still plenty of time for a return to earlier form.   And with several re-arranged matches in the Nines to be played, as well as the usual West Tyne fixtures and the final of the Challenge Cup, the mid-season lull may well be over…

No news today

Readers of a certain age may remember a pop song by Herman’s Hermits (trivia quiz: what was “Herman’s” real name?) entitled No Milk Today.  This typically dotty ditty from the 60s was later parodied as No News Today (“to CNN’s dismay…”), and it was the latter song that came to mind this week, as I received no news of club scores in matches.  With seven of the men away on the Gosforth Tourists’ visit to Lincoln, and another batch of people away on holiday, things must have been rather quiet.  So, in tribute to Peter Noone (for ’twas he):

No news today,  the guys have gone away

They’re on the Gosforth tour, there’s no news that’s for sure.

No news today, the ladies keeping mum

We hope they got to play, but no result has come.

No news today, we cancelled in the Nines,

But Thursday was ok, so how about West Tyne?

No results or score, were our teams down or up?

I’ll try and find out more – but first I’ll watch t’ World Cup

 

Our Cup Runneth Over

After the men’s success last weekend in reaching the final of the Challenge Cup, attention turned to the ladies’ open triples at Amble. The team of Susan, Sylvia and Blanche won all three of their qualifying round games and progressed to the knock-out stage.  An easy win in the quarter-final meant yet another game in a long day which alternated between sunshine and heavy clouds with steady rain.  The semi-final, which took place in such rain, was the tightest match of the whole day on any rink – it was 3-0 to Elvaston after two ends, 3-3 after four, 5-3 after six and then 5-5 after the full eight ends.  To illustrate how close our team were to winning this: on the seventh end Gosforth Empire chose not to bowl their final wood as the situation was so tight, and then on the last end Blanche’s last bowl finished less than an inch from being the shot, which of course would have won the game.

The draw meant an extra end, but sadly at that point tiredness seemed to take over, with sudden-death defeat coming in the loosest end of the day. However, after 40 ends of bowls that was very excusable!

The league game against Forest Hall on Wednesday saw the ladies’ impressive run of results continue. Blanche’s rink were five or six shots ahead throughout, while Betty’s rink also won by a few shots after a match that for the most part was quite close. Our third rink came back well from 1-9 to level the score at 9-9, but eventually lost by a single shot. The result was another 10-2 win for the club, which keeps us in a strong second position in the table – the score neatly maintained the average of just over nine points per game. While we are talking stats, it’s worth pointing out that last week’s result against Seaton Sluice was only the second time this year that any team had scored more than 70 shots in a Division 2 match (both examples were 78, as it happens), and it was also the biggest winning margin this season.

There were two games against Hexham House this week, just two nights apart but in vastly different conditions. The Nines game on Tuesday took place on a balmy evening with birdsong in the background and shirtsleeves on the green; the West Tyne Cup tie on Thursday at the Abbey was played in the aftermath of Storm Hector, with leaves and twigs having to be removed from the green in conditions more like early September than mid-June. .

In the Nines match the fours ran away with the game after losing the first two ends, conceding only three more ends to finish with a score of 25-7.  That match was pretty well in the bag from the halfway point, but the other two were very much closer.  The pairs were 6-9 down just after halfway, but came back slowly to edge in front before a good score on the penultimate end took them to 14-9; from there it was easy enough to pack the head, and not even Clive Knott’s final thunderbolt could disturb things sufficiently to get the big score that Hexham House needed.

The pairs thus won by three shots, just as the triples were going down by the same margin (15-18).  Here Geoff Lamb was the match-winner for the visitors, playing second and keeping his team in contention all the way through.  Whether we were lying two, three, or even five, Geoff consistently cut it down to no more than one; and on the last end, with the score 15-16 and Mark’s bowl some three inches from the jack for a likely draw, he somehow managed to get two bowls between our shot wood and the jack. So that made it 2-1 to us on rinks, and a satisfying 6-2 win on points.

The Cup match against Hexham House B proved to be similar in almost every way except the weather. It was remarkably close for the first half, with two rinks both tied at 8-8 after nine ends (at which point the other rink was 7-6 in our favour after eight). At the ten-end stage we were leading by one, two and three shots respectively, but thereafter Trevor’s rink took complete control, moving from 8-8 to 25-8 in the course of seven ends, and keeping that 17-shot lead to the end.

So that was one rink safe in a match determined on rinks won, with shots counting only in the event of a draw. This detail became important at the end of Keith’s match. Bowling the last wood of the match, at 13-12 and believing that we were one down, Keith very reasonably played his shot on the basis that a draw was good enough for us, since we were by now sure to win the overall match on shots. After his bowl had come to rest, however, it turned out that we had been two down, not one, and the result was therefore a 13-14 defeat which gave the whole match a different complexion, especially as Steve Bennett’s rink had just been hauled back to 12-12 after 17 ends. It truly was all to play for on the last end.

Thankfully at this point John McArdle played his best three bowls of the night to make the jack hard to reach, Sylvia – unusually for the West Tyne, the only female player on the green – put in some back bowls as insurance, and Steve didn’t need to play his last bowl as Keith Sanders failed three times to dislodge our shot bowls. The three shots difference was the biggest margin all night on either that rink or Keith’s, and rounded off an excellent contest, played in a really competitive but very friendly spirit. Next week will seem really strange with no game against Hexham House…