Having not won at snooker for that 5 months, tonight I got a mate to give me a lift so I could have a beer, as to be honest I didn't give a **** if I won or lost ( a tactic I've picked up from watching 1 or 6 of our squad ) and having downed several pints and eating so many bags of scampy fries that my wife thinks im having an affair - I actually won. So if it worked for me then maybe stella and scampy might be the key. As Joey can't seem to pass to someone in the same shirt it might be nice to see him steamed up and take out Stevie G in a crunching tackle then pick him up by the scruff and shout "smell my fingers" Any other late night radical solutions out there?
