Drunk on a ladder R14

It's all a little like the 1938 Melbourne Cup here, when Gunsynd took on Light Fingers in one of the races of the century. I remember it like it was yesterday... two steeds battling it out, one of them a mare, or a filly or something. Cheek by jowel all the way up the straight, bobbing head alongside bobbing head. Very Deep Throat. Only 2 horses could win....
Until out of the clouds, in a flurry of furious hooves, came the one true champ... Vo Bone Rogue Crusher winning by a long short flat white.

It looks for all the world like Tassy and our very own code-jumper, Jesper, have got this one between them. BUT we should never forget what Ali said in the Rumble in the Jungle: "Ouch man! I'm gonna get yo ass".
Beware the rope-a-dope.

Oh and to clear up any confusion, I didn't write last week's Tigers entry. I stole it fair and square.

Dreamin...

It's been a little while since we cast our eye over the DreamTeam goings-on... Seems it's pretty much a case of the haves and the have-nots. The ever reliable Cheesies and the Chimps have been joined by comparative new chums Logga, The Mongrel and Demonski, with regulars Catfish, Brennas and JCE's being thereabouts.
But you knew that.
This week's game of the round: Demonskis have their second make-or-break game in a row, this time against the Mongrels. Otherwise not much shakin'.