Introduction
I didn't have to wait quite so long for Jacob to buck his ideas up and play a match with me this time around. But that could be for a very good reason. Jacob, bless him, is a bit desperate. He called me for a place to stay a couple of days ago. He actually sounded bloody terrified. You see, Shmeebold the Great has actually lost all his patience for Jacob's antics in Chattel's Wold, or wherever it is he plys his trade! Anyway, he's built up such a Yahtzee debt that Shmeebold now has his most diabolical grunts out looking for payment, so naturally he comes to me! I said he could stay, as long as he gives me a match. I'm not concerned about the repercussions. Shmeebold lives in Jacob's little fantasy world and I live on planet Earth, so I figured I'd be okay!
I have to say though, when he turned up at my house, he looked like crap. If I didn't know about his fantasy antics, and debts, I would swear he was a crackhead with the way he was constantly looking around and being all twitchy! But honestly I was happy to have him... although why I slept on the couch while he slept on my side of the bed next to my wife is certainly a question for another day...
Match Results
1. Jacob - 211
2. Chris - 200
Summary
For some reason, when there is money on the line, Jacob is just a meal ticket for whoever fancies giving him a shafting, but when I play him and there is only pride at stake, he's a whole new man. All this is to say that he came first in the Match and beat me again! Was it a polished performance? No. But it was better than mine, which is arguably more important!
I, quite obviously, finished second. I am now regretting giving him my marital bed... in fact, if I had known this was going to happen I wouldn't even have given him my shed! I played okay. It was another close Match, but still, I can't help feeling like I would have beaten him if he'd have had a couple broken legs and a fractured vertebrae! Still, ya live and learn!!
Standings
Chris 1 - 3 Jacob
Final Thoughts
Well, Jacob has worn out his welcome at my gaff, that goes without saying. My wife didn't want him to leave, not sure why, but she is a sucker for a charity case. Anyway, Jacob, stick it up your arse, and just for the record, I've told Shmeebold exactly where to find you... ya git!!!
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