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So after a lousy first end, we more or less got it together and were one down coming home with the hammer in the 8th, and took 2. Whee! This means I can work enough hours today to get up to a full week, which, yay, my bank account is thirsty, but also and more importantly, it means there is no circumstance in which I will have to be on the ice at 8:30 am Saturday (which is the third game for people who have lost their first two, poor things). HUZZAH.
Lost the toss and gave up 2 in the first.
Took 2 in the second.
Stole 1 in the third. (Would have stolen 2, but we -- all three of us -- blew the sweep call; it was about an inch and a half short. Very disappointing. I said to the vice, stealing one is a good end! And she agreed; and then I said, of course, stealing two is better. And she agreed more. [g])
Gave up 1 in the fourth.
Took 2 in the fifth.
Gave up 2 in the sixth.
Gave up a steal of 1 in the seventh; that wasn't a great end for us, but our opponent was actually counting three when the skip got in the hack to throw his last stone -- two pretty well together in the four-foot circle about half guarded, and one in the back on the left, so there was no possible way to remove all three. We had a biter in the front on the right, so if there had been a way to remove all three of hers and stick, we'd have had two, but it wasn't going to happen. (This in an end in which, at the beginning, we'd decided as a team we were either going to take four or blank. [g]) Anyway, the skip did remove two of the three counters, but not the two in the middle -- he hit the top one, which jammed on the one next to it and drove it back to take out the third one and roll out itself. I don't remember if the shooter rolled out or not, but it didn't matter, because the original shot rock was still on the button. So, gave her one; not the end of the world.
Our first three rocks in the eighth went sailing through the house. The draw weight had just plain deserted us. Fortunately (for us), as the wheels were coming off our wagon, the other team were missing just enough that we could hang on by our fingernails. Their skip's last shot wrecked in a way that all our skip had to do was draw (to the four-foot, but still) for two, which he did. And we almost overswept it, but not quite. :-) Yay us.
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cmshaw lost in a nailbiter, unfortunately, but she said she felt good about the game. The third game played last night was a massacre; CL's team had a six-ender in the fifth (when they were already up 5-2, I think), and it was just ... not merciless, probably, but probably not fun. For anybody.
Went home and took Advil (for the shoulders, mainly; omgsweeping) and NyQuil (for the pressure in my ears), fell asleep immediately, and slept through the alarm this morning. Got to work 9:30 instead of 8:45, but as have been arriving 8:45 most of this week, have built up some time, so will still have worked a full week when I leave today 3pm. Hurrah.
Back on the ice at 6:30 this evening, facing either GL etc. from Virginia Beach, or NC and some people I've never heard of. I'm predicting it will be GL, but one never knows.
Lost the toss and gave up 2 in the first.
Took 2 in the second.
Stole 1 in the third. (Would have stolen 2, but we -- all three of us -- blew the sweep call; it was about an inch and a half short. Very disappointing. I said to the vice, stealing one is a good end! And she agreed; and then I said, of course, stealing two is better. And she agreed more. [g])
Gave up 1 in the fourth.
Took 2 in the fifth.
Gave up 2 in the sixth.
Gave up a steal of 1 in the seventh; that wasn't a great end for us, but our opponent was actually counting three when the skip got in the hack to throw his last stone -- two pretty well together in the four-foot circle about half guarded, and one in the back on the left, so there was no possible way to remove all three. We had a biter in the front on the right, so if there had been a way to remove all three of hers and stick, we'd have had two, but it wasn't going to happen. (This in an end in which, at the beginning, we'd decided as a team we were either going to take four or blank. [g]) Anyway, the skip did remove two of the three counters, but not the two in the middle -- he hit the top one, which jammed on the one next to it and drove it back to take out the third one and roll out itself. I don't remember if the shooter rolled out or not, but it didn't matter, because the original shot rock was still on the button. So, gave her one; not the end of the world.
Our first three rocks in the eighth went sailing through the house. The draw weight had just plain deserted us. Fortunately (for us), as the wheels were coming off our wagon, the other team were missing just enough that we could hang on by our fingernails. Their skip's last shot wrecked in a way that all our skip had to do was draw (to the four-foot, but still) for two, which he did. And we almost overswept it, but not quite. :-) Yay us.
cmshaw lost in a nailbiter, unfortunately, but she said she felt good about the game. The third game played last night was a massacre; CL's team had a six-ender in the fifth (when they were already up 5-2, I think), and it was just ... not merciless, probably, but probably not fun. For anybody.Went home and took Advil (for the shoulders, mainly; omgsweeping) and NyQuil (for the pressure in my ears), fell asleep immediately, and slept through the alarm this morning. Got to work 9:30 instead of 8:45, but as have been arriving 8:45 most of this week, have built up some time, so will still have worked a full week when I leave today 3pm. Hurrah.
Back on the ice at 6:30 this evening, facing either GL etc. from Virginia Beach, or NC and some people I've never heard of. I'm predicting it will be GL, but one never knows.
