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The Championship League is continuing today but I’m not really that into it at the moment and with the Sky Shootout at the weekend followed by the Gloucester Leg of the SB Classic on Monday and then off to Berlin for the Gerrman Masters I’m going to have a snooker-free few days and instead look back on an eventful week last week at the Masters.
Every event has highs and lows, heroes and villains, winners and losers, call them what you will. Here are my top dogs and flea-riddled cats of last week.
Winners:
Neil Robertson: Fairly obviously. The man in form prevailed and now firmly has his sights set on a second world crown in just over 12 weeks time.
The Blog: Just did a tot up of the bets recommended on the Masters last week and discovered that the total profit for the event is actually a record since the blog began. This is in stark contrast to last year’s event which saw an all time biggest loss on any one tournament. I have therefore decided that I whole-heartedly approve of the move to Alexandra Palace.
Alexandra Palace: For the reasons given above. Also because it automatically felt a bit more alive than Wembley.
Patsy Fagan: Patsy’s profile was given an unlikely boost by his lifelong friend Dennis, who failed to spot the difference between him and some random bloke off the street that looked nothing like him. Maybe he should stay away from events more often, it is clearly the way to increase his fame and consequently his after-dinner speaker fee.
The V-Neck Sweater Industry: The Nugget, JP, JV, Ken and Rishi all did their bit last week for knitwear. But the V-Necks were the clear leader in the sweater stakes.
Stephen Hendry, Ace Commentator: The King of the Crucible may be losing a few more on the table but off it he is a natural. Doesn’t talk too much, has yet to fall into the cliche trap, a soothing velvet-like voice which barely raises above a whisper. Some people are just good at bloody everything aren’t they?
The Paul Hunter Foundation: Plenty of publicity for them with Smurf, the Nuggett and co doing a half-marathon for the cause. If you are not doing so already you can follow Paul’s Foundation on Twitter here.
‘Flog it’ and the ‘Hairy Bikers’: Snooker fans turning on to watch the end of the afternoon matches on BBC2 were greeted instead by that mincey bloke with the gap between his teeth holding a vase that had been bought for £18 and sold for £14.50 at auction or two great big hairy northerners cooking up a stew ‘like mee mam used to make’. TV fodder for the ignorant masses.
London Drug Pushers: Whether it was wired up Robbo or fellow finalist Shaun Murphy offering to buy his fans a large coke with some straws, this was surely a great week for dealers.
Virgin Trains: After I was forced to cancel my trip to London at the last minute due to an unforseen and rather unscheduled death, they kept my fare and the associated administration charges. Nice.

Willie was busy doing research last week
Losers:
Willie Thorne: Shelved for this event in favour of Hendry though rumoured to be back for the Welsh Open for BBC Wales. Not even sporadic mentions of ‘The Great WT’ by Dennis or shots being ‘Top Drawer’ by JV could cheer up their old pal who appears to be the first since Clive to be sidelined.
Certain members of the Judd Trump Posse: #nuffsaid
Children who like snooker and snooker fans in Europe: The next generation of baizers were again disregarded as the final session of the final began at 8pm, this is bad enough for UK viewers but viewers in Central Europe are even worse off. There is no rhyme or reason for this scheduling to accommodate absolute toss on BBC2 between 7-8pm.
Mark Selby: It is back to the drawing board for the World Number One who looked a shadow of his former self in this event. He wasn’t the only one to throw in a bad performance but is the pressure of being at the top of the game when nobody actually believes that he is the best player getting to him? Perhaps his walk-on song says it all.
Final Frame Deciders: We all love a final frame decider but out of the fifteen matches that took place between the best players in the world who can all beat each other on any given day we had precisely, ermm, none.
The BBC: They seem content to let snooker die a slow death and despite fairly consistent afternoon coverage and the final session on Sunday live, the red button is now well and truly where they see snooker living. Ironic, given the feelgood factor that is currently pervading the sport.
Jimmy White: I love you Jimbo, I really do. But the big announcement wasn’t really something us normal folk could get too excited about. Auctioning off your career cue is all well and good but in a world crippled by global recession and debt you might as well just tell Ronnie Wood what you want for it as he’s one of the few that will be able to afford it.
So who or what were your winners and losers last week?