April 13th, 2010

Coming of Age for Newcastle Gentlemans Bicycle Polo

    
There in the shade of tall pines this Sunday past, with many families gathered to watch, red cones marking a somewhat larger field, and with a great roll-up, there was a palpable sense of coming of age for our no longer "fledgling" bike polo club. The Mad Hatton was a clear man of the match, myself Dr. Behooving being somewhat over geared on the vintage Raleigh, and Egor choosing to mooch around with the women on the lawn for much of the match. Yes, there were rumblings of discontent about the use of a golf club as a whacker, and it remains to be seen if this situation cannot be escalated in a gentlemanly manner to the point were see our first to-the-death duel! I'll simply drop that bomb and stand back now. On a more savory note, many club members have been heading to the Newcastle Bicycle Ecology centre in Robert Street Wichkam, and collecting free bikes. Next may I suggest we each get down to rebel sports next, for $40 cricketing helmets; we are all too handsome not to be mindful of the prospect of facial injuries. 
   
Cool lagers were enjoyed at The Lowlands Bowling Club, who I believe are meeting to discuss which wall NGBP's big wooden honor role should feature upon. And so it is that, with great pleasure, I am able to announce, Newcastle Gentleman's Bicycle Polo will be played every Sunday at 2pm, from now to eternity, whackers provided.  

I am also delighted to report on some festering differences within our fraternity (see link to comments), calling many of us to arms in defense of our honour. In essence, I, Dr. Behooving, have been niggling away at you all, hoping each of you individually might challenge me to a duel. I propose Sunday 25 April be looked to as a date for a series of pool-noodle jousts on bike-back (unless any of you own a few horses), between myself and all comers, but especially those who I have slighted. They wouldn't be jousts were pride not at stake!