Wednesday 12 March 2008

We Are The Champions My Frie-hends...Dum Dum Dum Dum

The other night I attended the local Pub Quiz. I've only ever been to two before but it's always been the after-thought to an afternoons drinking, resulting in me being unable to decipher my own handwriting, trying to copy the answers of the team sat beside me and generally being a squiffy nuisance.
This time, it was a planned outing and without all the beers, was a new and interesting experience.
My crack team consisted of myself, my boyfriend 'E' and my sister who was down from London on a fleeting visit (we know how to show someone a wacky time round these parts).
We were competing against 8 or 9 teams, one of which was a group of about fifteen students, and one of which were the reigning quiz champions of the past fifteen years (or something equally as impressive).
It was tense.
About ten minutes in to the questions, I realised I had a mad competitive streak I never knew existed. We had to win this quiz. It was no longer just a night in the pub. It was about respect. It was about power. It was about the £20 beer voucher on offer for the victorious.
We became focused, answering questions with logical reasoning, and lightening speed. We glared at anyone who dared to speak over the announcer, we kept in our hearts, the prospect of free beer. We won.
On the announcement of our victory we quietly cheered for ourselves and collected our prize with pride, avoiding the pissed off daggers being thrown by the quiz regulars.
It was great.

11 comments:

Moll said...

I have always wanted to do a quiz night, but I am scared of the locals!I need to grow some balls!

Congrats on your win!

Lane Mathias said...

Well done! Beer is a good incentive:-)

I left this message for you on my blog but in case you don't see it, I'll leave it here too.

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Hope your computer is behaving itself now.
On the Wannabe chat the names often appear as 'undefined' but you can still chat. Sometimes it takes a while for the names to appear. If you can see the conversation text, you're there.
Re Cloud Line, just leave a message on the blog or email Captain Black (he's on my sidebar) and he'll add you. Congratulations again:-)

Roland Hulme said...

Free beer is brain food.

kimberlie said...

ahhhh i love quiz nights (not that i have been to one, but it's the thought that counts!)

Glad you won. Gotta love free beer.

Little Rambling Angel. said...

Well done.
Wicked way to spend a evening I thinks.

xx

P said...

Yay, hooray for quiz nights! Love them, even though my specialist subject of capital cities circa 1988 is a bit out of date now. congrats on your win!

Anonymous said...

Hi Kirsty,

Sorry for the off-topic comment but Lane tells me that you'd like to join the Cloud Line blog group. I can do this but I'll need your e-mail address (or at least a temporary one) to set this up. You can send this to my e-mail address.

Well done on making the Wannabe competition long list. Maybe chat to you on Sunday?

Kirsty Novelicious said...

Rebecca- Thanks, the locals ARE scary. Always stay in a group, and avoid eye-contact at any cost!

Lane - Computer is better, and will hopefully see you on the 'wannabe' chat on Sunday.
Re Cloud Line, have just emailed Captain Black, am looking forward to it :-)

Roland - No no no, TEA is brainfood, though It may look a bit suspect sipping away in the local pub.

Kimberlie - You should try one, you may too discover a mad competitive streak you never knew existed!

Laura - Ta, I think I may make it a regular thing!

Pippi - Cheers! Is there any difference between capital cities in 1988 and now? I'm so crap at geography...

Captain - Thanks for the message, will be there on Sun, looking forward :)

. said...

Hello. :) I are a new reader to your blog!

I just had to say - free beer = very good.

Fiona Mackenzie. Writer said...

Winning is good. Who wants to come second? Good for you and hope the beer went down a treat.

Kirsty Novelicious said...

Nichola - It tasted great (the hangover didnt)
p.s your the only other Nichola I know who spells her name with an H, my lil sister does too!

Fiona - it most certainly did, cheers!