Ok, so we’ve ‘broken the curse’ (before us, several teams had managed to win two episodes, but nobody could win three), but didn’t we come across as losers as we did it?
In reality, we were actually very blasé and relaxed about the entire affair, so I curse the production staff who constantly encouraged us to do these things that we knew were totally lame – high fives, pats on the back, big cheesy grins and faked enthusiasm.
However, we only have ourselves to blame for the dubious wardrobe decisions.
So today’s teams – Hsin-Ni & Andy and Nick & Kev. Gooders and I were definitely guilty of stereotyping before this episode – we were absolutely bricking it at the prospect of facing a pair of Oriental maths whizzkids, and at the same time we totally disregarded the pair of white rastafarians as any kind of serious threat. But we got it so wrong. Hsin-Ni and Andy, like so many before them, were quickly disposed of, whereas Nick and Kev gave us a good, close game.
On reflection, we should have expected Nick and Kev would be serious contenders. Being lazy hippies (I never learn, do I?), they probably spend more time than the rest of us watching daytime TV, so it would only make sense that they had honed their Sudo-Q skills beforehand.