The match had all the signs of being a close contest with condy-FuFy in great form. NITK Gandhis took an early lead of 7-3 and then, the flood gates opened.
Thanks to unflustered shot making and clinical finishing by the Gandhis (surprise! surprise!) and flustered shot making by fat FuFy, Gandhis wrapped up the game in the next two boards scoring 11 points each time to win 29 -3. With condy FuFy distraught having failed to register a single point on the table, dumb/bass FuFy couldn't resist taking a last jibe at fat FuFy's shambolic form. That is when all hell broke loose. fat Fufy just blew his hat off and in one single breath managed to rant for 3 minutes putting down the whole FuFy establishment and swearing at dumb/bass fufy in 3 different languages with "matherchod" and "fuck" being used as commas and full stops.
Just when it looked like the malleability, ductility and youngs modulus of dumb FuFy's metallic arm might be tested, fat FuFy stormed off much to the disappointment of the crowd gathered.
According to eye witness, fat Fufy and dumb/bass FuFy made up the next day with a "warm embrace" with reportedly dumb FuFys chest getting singed due to excessive warmth. As they say All's well that ends well though a youngs modulus report could have been a better ending.
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