Rosenfeldt's night of shame

Tristan Rosenfeldt’s already precarious bid for the OCCC captaincy was all but ended in 48 hours last week. On Friday, he was forced to cancel a match against Cryptics when he only managed to get seven players … a good achievement when Henry Watkinson had given him eight four days earlier.

But Rosenfeldt’s antics on the Saturday were beyond description. Attending a fairly up-market marquee party, Rosenfeldt, in party mode while on gardening leave, proved when everyone who went to India already knew, that he cannot hold his drink. He started dressed, but before long was topless on the dance floor, inviting any unsuspecting passing female to “have a grab” and insisting “when you’ve had fat, you never go back”.

Things took a turn for the worse when, after an hour or more of this, he bumped into the same person for a third time. For some reason this partygoer took exception to Rosenfeldt’s incoherence and thumped him and the big man went down like Frank Bruno. He recovered, but by now things were heating up. He aimed a retaliatory swing, missed, and his attacker did likewise and also missed … but, unfortunately, connected with the jaw of a passing girl.

Suffice to say a melee ensued and the brawling heap, for by this stage Rosenfeldt’s friends had waded in, were all ejected, but not before Rosenfeldt completed his evening of shame by throwing up on the host’s lawn.