Silver Lining

It has been a mixed week Beavs. It started out in raucus fashion when in inconsipicous beavs outing went all too wrong for one of our more tenacious members (we'll get back to that).

First up, the Beavs this week fell at their final hurdle when they went down to the Intergalactic A** Invaders. It was a close game and we fought hard but alas it was not to be. We can take some solice from the fact that the Jayeyes got pumped by the Predictable Chokers (who didn't deserve their finals berth in the first place). We can take even more solice from the fact that we had a great all round season in which all the Beavs stepped up their games. Congrats Beavs
and I can't wait to lace up again for next season.

On wednesday night, four of the Beavs (D-Crest, T-Bone, Double H and T-Scope) took to the court for the rats in the A2 grand final in a grudge match with the Ramblers. The golden ones jumped out of the gate and led the rats by 9 and quarter time and threatened to blow it out in the second. In typical fashion, the Beavs came to the fore and kept the rats in the
game: T-bone shouldered the opposition aside with ease; T-Scope played with rediculous hussle; Dogg found his range from the J and Double H was the general that we have come to expect. Still the ramblers went into the final terms with a 7 point advantage. Under enormous pressure from the ratties however they began to choke (rumour has it they will be donning and teal strip next season). With 5 seconds left on the clock and the rats trailing by 2, Double H drove to the bucket and dropped a pressure basket to force the game into OT. From there it was all HUGE!!! He took control of the game and kept a steady head and the Rats triumphed 62-61. Great
work Beaver-Rats!!!

Now...back to that outing. Last saturday afternoon a few of the beavs (Bone, Dogg and Dodge) headed to see the delightful romp that was Keating. As the actors began to explore 1995, Alexander Downer came to the stage decked out in his finest Dr Frank-N-Furter ensemble. After belting out a number or two, he entered the crowd and spent a few minutes sitting on the oldies' laps in the front rows. He was then heard to remark, as he headed towards the beavs, "where are the young ones who are still sexually confused". The beavs let out a unified sigh of relief as he entered the row behind them.....that is until dodgy felt a hand on this head and a d*ck in his ear as the disgruntled polly started banging away his party room frustrations. It couldn't have happened to a nicer (or more confused) guy jonny!!