Trouble with a capital ‘T’

Obviously the south-west of London is where it’s all happening quiz-wise. It would be nice to hear a report of any of those listed below.

Well, I said I’d write about the awful quiz we were at some time ago, but as I left it a few weeks, its awfulness might be fading. Started well: expensive drinks but okay bar, friendly quizmaster, interesting questions, even a music/entertainment round which we had dreaded (for some reason) was fine. Because of where I was sitting I was more aware than my team mates of a few drunk guys to our right, permanently on mobile phones (and also outside when smoking) and making a big racket about some of the answers. Alarm bells started ringing when the answers were read out and they cheered virtually every single one… then, strangely enough, they were announced as the winners. ‘Oh, XXX doesn’t look too pleased’, one of them shouted, referring to someone sitting near me.

At that stage another punter went up to the QM and complained and she may have used the dreaded ‘c’ word (cheating). Things were made worse when the victorious team loudly demanded ‘their’ winnings a couple of times and then announced to the pub in general ‘We’ll be back next week to take your money again!’.

If it walks like a duck and quacks like a duck, then it probably is a duck. I haven’t seen anything as blatant as this since the early days of mobile phones. If the noisy team weren’t actually obtaining answers I don’t see how they won, given the state they were in and that they were acting like people who had never played a quiz in their life. Of course, like the other punter, I stupidly felt obliged to say something to the QM and got some blustering in return. Reminds me of the time I said something to a bus driver about someone causing trouble on the bus and his reply was ‘Actually, you’re the only one giving me hassle’. Come to think of it, he didn’t say ‘actually’, as his vocabulary probably didn’t rise to words of three syllables.

Friends are prepared to give the quiz another chance so we shall see…