It all began when I got a call (I couldn't answer) and then a text message on holiday in Fiji from Pick, advising he and CB had decided to play with a different team next season.
This was a bit of a surprise, coming on the back of a season in which the team seemed to enjoy playing together, ran 2nd in the zone and were still in contention in the Las Vegas Shootout (for more on the Cobras season, refer http://cobras8ball.blogspot.com/).
It was also extremely short notice, as the message came on the Thursday prior to the new comp starting on a Tuesday.
Subsequent information confirmed that the 1st and 2nd teams in the zone had been cannibalised to form this new team. It appeared that this had been worked out in Vegas. All the players involved were there. Our king Cobra had snaked us good and proper!
This left some of the Lucky Breaks team scrambling for players. When Hooters confirmed she was planning to sit out the season, it left Pup, Dux and I scrambling for players.
There was a possibility we could pick up players if we moved to the Clock in Bidwell, so now we were being forcibly relocated as well, given Pick and his Rats were playing out of the Eastern Creek Tavern and given the league wanted to put the Hustlers into the Tavern as their 2nd team.
We were still in the run for the playoff, so on the Saturday we spoke briefly about it, but tried to put it behind us and focus on winning games. We won the 1st, but lost the 2nd and the Cobras were ended.
Luckily Moose and the Reapers offered to supply us with their 6th man if we needed it, Hooters agreed to fill back in to assist us while we found people and Dux had a mate who could play from the 2nd week, so we were hanging in there - just - as we morphed from the Eastern Creek Cobras into the Bidwell Bombers.
Millsy was the mate (also a mate of Pup's and Diddy's missus) and we subsequently picked up Scotty which was a very lucky find (to pick up a player of her calibre during a season).
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