For the most part, Wednesdays means that it's Quizzo night at Fado in Center City and yesterday was one of those nights. We have a good core group for our team - mostly Colleen's coworkers - and we have our regular spot in a side room to enjoy the competition and a few beers. Normally, we're a upper-middle team, hovering around 5-7 out of 20 or so teams.
Last night, we were on fire!
The stars were perfectly aligned for us. The early round questions were lay-ups for us and the category round was "Broadway Musicals," which Colleen went 10 for 10 on (I would have gotten 8 of them if she hadn't been there). On top of that, we rocked the music round, getting all ten songs and nine of the artists. In fact, we won the two pitchers of beer that come with winning that round after I pounced on "Molly" by Sponge after about 2 seconds in the 4-way tiebreaker.
We had 75 points going into Final Jeopardy! (4 points ahead of second place)
And then we had the rug yanked out from underneath us.
Because the guy keeping score forgot to mention that there was a team that actually had 72 points when he originally listed the teams in the top 3 - and we stopped listening after we heard that second place had "71" points. So we bet 68 points - enough to get us 143 with a right answer and supposedly win. But no, incompetence beat us in the end.
We had our thunder stolen. It was my night of glory, and a guy with a microphone who didn't know how to count took it all away from me. Next time we're just betting it all.
I am like a storm cloud - but someone stole my thunder. ::FLASH::...waiting...waiting...no boom.
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