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FINALDAGS 20181216

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Nu är det dags för finalspel.
Söndag 16 December kl. 10.00 startar vi final i Linköpingsmästerskapet

Bana 1-2            Team Lkpg 2 – Zorita 4
Bana 3-4            Zorrow 5 -City 3
Bana 5-6            City 4 – City 2
Bana 7-8            Team Lkpg 1 – Zorrow 4

10.00 En match som I kvalet. Vinnaren går vidare. Vid lika poäng avgör kägelpoängen.
11.20 Semifinalerna spelas på bana 1-4
12.40 Finalen 3-4
14.00 Prisutdelning LM
14.15 Individuella Tävlingen.
15.30 Prisutdelning Induviduellt

8 spelare spelar var sin serie. 1 mot 8, 2 mot 7 osv.
4 spelare går vidare till var sin serie
2 spelare spelar final

Om spelare som har tagit en plats bland de 8 bästa inte dyker upp blir det WO. Vi sätter inte in någon ersättare.

GRUPP A Poäng Diff Kägeldiff
Team Lkpg 2 6 12 321
Zorrow 5 3 4 -31
City 1 3 0 -95
Zorita 3 0 -16 -195

GRUPP B

 Poäng Diff Kägeldiff
City 4 5 16 382
Team Lkpg 4 4 4 88
Zorrow 2 2 -8 144
Zorita 2 1 -20 -614
Grupp C Poäng Diff Kägeldiff
Zorrow 4 4 4 110
City 2 4 4 -54
Zorrow 1 3 4 66
Zorita 1 1 -12 -122

Grupp D

 Poäng Diff Kägeldiff
City 3 6 26 539
Zorita 4 4 2 131
Zorrow 3 2 -8 -26
Zorrow 6 0 -20 -644
Robin Hultsten 2109
Mikael Dahlström 1914
Peter Wallman 1885
Daniel Modig 1868
Tomas Eckerud 1837
Albin Cedergren 1827
Jonas Wehlin 1792
Felix Bergman 1758
Jörgen Petersson 1714
Michael Håkansson 1698
Mikael Wrigsjö 1689
Pia Tedhamn 1681
Stefan Lagfalk 1673
Bo Jonsson 1651
Felicia Engblom 1645
Kent Löfgren 1641
Johan Almberg 1627
Niklas Bermlid 1623
Roger Gustavsson 1603
Anders Schultz 1594
Moona Åberg 1579
Elliz M Björklund 1544
Maria Johansson 1544
Joel Lothigius 1540
Karin Wiklund 1519
Tomas Wrang 1518
Sandra Lundgren 1503
Gittan Aronsson 1502
Roland Karlsson 1490
Denny Lindqvist 1412
Martin Nordström 1410
Saow Chairat 974
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Linköpingsmästerskapet 20181212

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[vc_row][vc_column width=”1/1″][vc_column_text]Onsdagen 12 December spelade grupp C och D sina kvalmatcher.

I Grupp C var det ett riktigt getingbo in i det sista där det inför sista matchen var 3 matcher som slutade oavgjort vilket gjorde sista serien helt öppen. Det var faktiskt sista slaget i hela kvalspelet som avgjorde att Zorrow 4 vann sin match mot Zorita och därmed tog sig till söndagens final.
Johan Almberg blixtrade till i första matchen med 640 och Sandra Lundgren i Zorita gjorde nytt personligt rekord på en serie 235 och totalt 400 efter 2 spelade serier.

Vidare från Grupp C

ZORROW 4                                    Kent Löfgren & Joakim Almberg
CITY CLUB 2                                  Anders Schultz & Roland Karlsson

Grupp D blev inte fullt lika spännande men det var även här det avgjordes i sistarutorna om vilket lag som skulle bli 1:a eller 2:a i gruppen. City 3 klarade att hålla undan i singlarna med lite tur på sin sida och dubbeln blev en fin avslutning.

Vidare i Grupp D

CITY CLUB 3                                  Jonas Wehlin & Jörgen Petersson
ZORITA 4                                        Pia Tedhamn & Felicia Engblom

 

 

LINKÖPINGSMÄSTERSKAP 20181212

 

Grupp C Poäng Diff Kägeldiff
Zorrow 4 4 4 110
City 2 4 4 -54
Zorrow 1 3 4 66
Zorita 1 1 -12 -122
 

 

Grupp D

 Poäng Diff Kägeldiff
City 3 6 26 539
Zorita 4 4 2 131
Zorrow 3 2 -8 -26
Zorrow 6 0 -20 -644

Individuella resultat från 20181212

Jonas Wehlin 1792
Jörgen Petersson 1714
Michael Håkansson 1698
Mikael Wrigsjö 1689
Pia Tedhamn 1681
Felicia Engblom 1645
Kent Löfgren 1641
Johan Almberg 1627
Niklas Bermlid 1623
Anders Schultz 1594
Karin Wiklund 1519
Tomas Wrang 1518
Sandra Lundgren 1503
Roland Karlsson 1490
Denny Lindqvist 1412
Saow Chairat 974

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Linköpingsmästerskap 20181205

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[vc_row][vc_column width=”1/1″][vc_column_text]Nu är första starten av Linköpingsmästerskapet 2018 spelad.
Det är grupp A och grupp B som har spelat välspelade och spännande matcher.

I grupp A var det Team Linköping 2 med Junioren Felix Bergman och regerande mästaren Tomas Eckerud som tog första platsen med 6 poäng före Juniorlaget Zorrow 5 med Joel Lothigius och Albin Cedergren på 3 poäng. 3 poäng hade även City 1 men de hade sämre diff. Sist i gruppen hamnade Zorita 3.

Vidare från Grupp A

TEAM LKPG 2                               Tomas Eckerud & Felix Bergman
ZORROW 5                                    Joel Lothigius & Albin Cedergren

I Grupp B , ”Dödens grupp” tog City 4 Med Mikael Dahlström och Peter Wallman hem segern före Team Linköping 4 med Robin Hultsten och Martin Nordström.
I Grupp B var resultatnivån ett snäpp högre och Robin hultsten  235 i snitt var dagens bästa spelare. Matcherna var väldigt jämna och spännande och det var ofta sista rutorna som avgjorde.
I Grupp B kom Zorrow 2 på tredje plats före Zorita 2.

Vidare i Grupp B

CITY 4                                              Mikael Dahlström & Peter Wallman
TEAM LKPG 4                               Robin Hultsten & Martin Nordström

 

Linköpings Juniorer, vi kan säga 4 stycken, Joel, Albin Felix B och Robin spelade alla mycket fin bowling och uppträdde på ett mycket fint vis. Det syns att träningsfliten ger resultat och vi ser verkligen fram emot att se mer av de här 4 spelarna i snar framtid, finalen 16/12 och framöver.

Tack alla som har deltagit än så länge !
LINKÖPINGSMÄSTERSKAP 20181205

 

GRUPP A Poäng Diff Kägeldiff
Team Lkpg 2 6 12 321
Zorrow 5 3 4 -31
City 1 3 0 -95
Zorita 3 0 -16 -195
 

 

 

GRUPP B

 Poäng Diff Kägeldiff
City 4 5 16 382
Team Lkpg 4 4 4 88
Zorrow 2 2 -8 144
Zorita 2 1 -20 -614

8 Bästa Resultaten för att spela en ”Mastersfinal” efter 2 manna finalen

Robin Hultsten 2109
Mikael Dahlström 1914
Peter Wallman 1885
Daniel Modig 1868
Tomas Eckerud 1837
Albin Cedergren 1827
Felix Bergman 1758
Stefan Lagfalk 1673
Bo Jonsson 1651
Roger Gustavsson 1603
Moona Åberg 1579
Elliz M Björklund 1544
Maria Johansson 1544
Joel Lothigius 1540
Gittan Aronsson 1502
Martin Nordström 1410

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Anmälan och regler LM 2018

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[vc_row][vc_column column_height=”pulse_forced_clm” width=”1/1″][vc_column_text]Linköpingsmästerskapet 2018 kvalspelas 20181205 och 20181212 med en final 20181216

2 Manna lag med maxsnitt på 380 Poäng.

Gruppspel med 4 grupper á 4 lagdär alla möter alla över 3 serier korpspel
2 poäng för vunnen singel 1 poäng oavgjort.
4 poäng för vunnen dubbel, 2 poäng för oavgjort.
Ingen poäng för totala kägelpoängen i matchen.
I varje match spelas om 12 poäng.

2 lag från varje grupp, totalt 8 lag går till final Söndagen 16 December 2018 med start 10.00.

Dessutom kommer de 8 bästa spelarna från kvalspelen att spela en individuell final.  Notera att detta är något utanför det som annonserades före tävlingen men en chans att få spela singeltitel också.[/vc_column_text][pirenko_gallery type=”grid” images=”2048,2047″][/vc_column][/vc_row]

Elegance, Wisdom

Stay Focused

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[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]It was a Saturday night, and such a Sabbath as followed! Ex officio professors of Sabbath breaking are all whalemen. The ivory Pequod was turned into what seemed a shamble; every sailor a butcher. You would have thought we were offering up ten thousand red oxen.

In the first place, the enormous cutting tackles, among other ponderous things comprising a cluster of blocks generally painted green, and which no single man can possibly lift—this vast bunch of grapes was swayed up to the main-top and firmly lashed to the lower mast-head, the strongest point anywhere above a ship’s deck. The end of the hawser-like rope.

Suspended in stages over the side, Starbuck and Stubb, the mates, armed with their long spades, began cutting a hole in the body for the insertion of the hook just above the nearest of the two side-fins. This done, a broad, semicircular line is cut round the hole, the hook is inserted, and the main body of the crew striking up a wild chorus, now commence heaving in one dense crowd.[/vc_column_text][prkwp_spacer size=”18″][bquote type=”plain” prk_in=”I have given no small attention to that not unvexed subject, the skin of the whale. I have had controversies about it with experienced whalemen afloat, and learned naturalists ashore. My original opinion remains unchanged; but it is only an opinion.”][prkwp_spacer size=”18″][vc_column_text]For the strain constantly kept up by the windlass continually keeps the whale rolling over and over in the water, and as the blubber in one strip uniformly peels off along the line called the ”scarf,” simultaneously cut by the spades of Starbuck and Stubb, the mates; and just as fast as it is thus peeled off, and indeed by that very act itself.

The men at the windlass then cease heaving, and for a moment or two the prodigious blood-dripping mass sways to and fro as if let down from the sky, and every one present must take good heed to dodge it when it swings, else it may box his ears and pitch him again.

Alice laughed so much at this, that she had to run back into the wood for fear of their hearing her; and when she next peeped out the Fish-Footman was gone, and the other was sitting on the ground near the door, staring stupidly up into the sky.[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][/vc_row]

Culture, Elegance

Story Teller

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[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]It was a Saturday night, and such a Sabbath as followed! Ex officio professors of Sabbath breaking are all whalemen. The ivory Pequod was turned into what seemed a shamble; every sailor a butcher. You would have thought we were offering up ten thousand red oxen.

In the first place, the enormous cutting tackles, among other ponderous things comprising a cluster of blocks generally painted green, and which no single man can possibly lift—this vast bunch of grapes was swayed up to the main-top and firmly lashed to the lower mast-head, the strongest point anywhere above a ship’s deck. The end of the hawser-like rope.

Suspended in stages over the side, Starbuck and Stubb, the mates, armed with their long spades, began cutting a hole in the body for the insertion of the hook just above the nearest of the two side-fins. This done, a broad, semicircular line is cut round the hole, the hook is inserted, and the main body of the crew striking up a wild chorus, now commence heaving in one dense crowd.[/vc_column_text][prkwp_spacer size=”18″][bquote type=”plain” prk_in=”I have given no small attention to that not unvexed subject, the skin of the whale. I have had controversies about it with experienced whalemen afloat, and learned naturalists ashore. My original opinion remains unchanged; but it is only an opinion.”][prkwp_spacer size=”18″][vc_column_text]For the strain constantly kept up by the windlass continually keeps the whale rolling over and over in the water, and as the blubber in one strip uniformly peels off along the line called the ”scarf,” simultaneously cut by the spades of Starbuck and Stubb, the mates; and just as fast as it is thus peeled off, and indeed by that very act itself.

The men at the windlass then cease heaving, and for a moment or two the prodigious blood-dripping mass sways to and fro as if let down from the sky, and every one present must take good heed to dodge it when it swings, else it may box his ears and pitch him again.

Alice laughed so much at this, that she had to run back into the wood for fear of their hearing her; and when she next peeped out the Fish-Footman was gone, and the other was sitting on the ground near the door, staring stupidly up into the sky.[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][/vc_row]

Culture, Writing

Last Night

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[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]It was a Saturday night, and such a Sabbath as followed! Ex officio professors of Sabbath breaking are all whalemen. The ivory Pequod was turned into what seemed a shamble; every sailor a butcher. You would have thought we were offering up ten thousand red oxen.

In the first place, the enormous cutting tackles, among other ponderous things comprising a cluster of blocks generally painted green, and which no single man can possibly lift—this vast bunch of grapes was swayed up to the main-top and firmly lashed to the lower mast-head, the strongest point anywhere above a ship’s deck. The end of the hawser-like rope.

Suspended in stages over the side, Starbuck and Stubb, the mates, armed with their long spades, began cutting a hole in the body for the insertion of the hook just above the nearest of the two side-fins. This done, a broad, semicircular line is cut round the hole, the hook is inserted, and the main body of the crew striking up a wild chorus, now commence heaving in one dense crowd.[/vc_column_text][prkwp_spacer size=”18″][bquote type=”plain” prk_in=”I have given no small attention to that not unvexed subject, the skin of the whale. I have had controversies about it with experienced whalemen afloat, and learned naturalists ashore. My original opinion remains unchanged; but it is only an opinion.”][prkwp_spacer size=”18″][vc_column_text]For the strain constantly kept up by the windlass continually keeps the whale rolling over and over in the water, and as the blubber in one strip uniformly peels off along the line called the ”scarf,” simultaneously cut by the spades of Starbuck and Stubb, the mates; and just as fast as it is thus peeled off, and indeed by that very act itself.

The men at the windlass then cease heaving, and for a moment or two the prodigious blood-dripping mass sways to and fro as if let down from the sky, and every one present must take good heed to dodge it when it swings, else it may box his ears and pitch him again.

Alice laughed so much at this, that she had to run back into the wood for fear of their hearing her; and when she next peeped out the Fish-Footman was gone, and the other was sitting on the ground near the door, staring stupidly up into the sky.[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][/vc_row]

Memories, Wisdom

Lake Miller

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[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]It was a Saturday night, and such a Sabbath as followed! Ex officio professors of Sabbath breaking are all whalemen. The ivory Pequod was turned into what seemed a shamble; every sailor a butcher. You would have thought we were offering up ten thousand red oxen.

In the first place, the enormous cutting tackles, among other ponderous things comprising a cluster of blocks generally painted green, and which no single man can possibly lift—this vast bunch of grapes was swayed up to the main-top and firmly lashed to the lower mast-head, the strongest point anywhere above a ship’s deck. The end of the hawser-like rope.

Suspended in stages over the side, Starbuck and Stubb, the mates, armed with their long spades, began cutting a hole in the body for the insertion of the hook just above the nearest of the two side-fins. This done, a broad, semicircular line is cut round the hole, the hook is inserted, and the main body of the crew striking up a wild chorus, now commence heaving in one dense crowd.[/vc_column_text][prkwp_spacer size=”18″][bquote type=”plain” prk_in=”I have given no small attention to that not unvexed subject, the skin of the whale. I have had controversies about it with experienced whalemen afloat, and learned naturalists ashore. My original opinion remains unchanged; but it is only an opinion.”][prkwp_spacer size=”18″][vc_column_text]For the strain constantly kept up by the windlass continually keeps the whale rolling over and over in the water, and as the blubber in one strip uniformly peels off along the line called the ”scarf,” simultaneously cut by the spades of Starbuck and Stubb, the mates; and just as fast as it is thus peeled off, and indeed by that very act itself.

The men at the windlass then cease heaving, and for a moment or two the prodigious blood-dripping mass sways to and fro as if let down from the sky, and every one present must take good heed to dodge it when it swings, else it may box his ears and pitch him again.

Alice laughed so much at this, that she had to run back into the wood for fear of their hearing her; and when she next peeped out the Fish-Footman was gone, and the other was sitting on the ground near the door, staring stupidly up into the sky.[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][/vc_row]

Culture, Writing

Kings & Queens

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[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]It was a Saturday night, and such a Sabbath as followed! Ex officio professors of Sabbath breaking are all whalemen. The ivory Pequod was turned into what seemed a shamble; every sailor a butcher. You would have thought we were offering up ten thousand red oxen.

In the first place, the enormous cutting tackles, among other ponderous things comprising a cluster of blocks generally painted green, and which no single man can possibly lift—this vast bunch of grapes was swayed up to the main-top and firmly lashed to the lower mast-head, the strongest point anywhere above a ship’s deck. The end of the hawser-like rope.

Suspended in stages over the side, Starbuck and Stubb, the mates, armed with their long spades, began cutting a hole in the body for the insertion of the hook just above the nearest of the two side-fins. This done, a broad, semicircular line is cut round the hole, the hook is inserted, and the main body of the crew striking up a wild chorus, now commence heaving in one dense crowd.[/vc_column_text][prkwp_spacer size=”18″][bquote type=”plain” prk_in=”I have given no small attention to that not unvexed subject, the skin of the whale. I have had controversies about it with experienced whalemen afloat, and learned naturalists ashore. My original opinion remains unchanged; but it is only an opinion.”][prkwp_spacer size=”18″][vc_column_text]For the strain constantly kept up by the windlass continually keeps the whale rolling over and over in the water, and as the blubber in one strip uniformly peels off along the line called the ”scarf,” simultaneously cut by the spades of Starbuck and Stubb, the mates; and just as fast as it is thus peeled off, and indeed by that very act itself.

The men at the windlass then cease heaving, and for a moment or two the prodigious blood-dripping mass sways to and fro as if let down from the sky, and every one present must take good heed to dodge it when it swings, else it may box his ears and pitch him again.

Alice laughed so much at this, that she had to run back into the wood for fear of their hearing her; and when she next peeped out the Fish-Footman was gone, and the other was sitting on the ground near the door, staring stupidly up into the sky.[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][/vc_row]

Lifestyle, Memories

Summertime

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[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]It was a Saturday night, and such a Sabbath as followed! Ex officio professors of Sabbath breaking are all whalemen. The ivory Pequod was turned into what seemed a shamble; every sailor a butcher. You would have thought we were offering up ten thousand red oxen.

In the first place, the enormous cutting tackles, among other ponderous things comprising a cluster of blocks generally painted green, and which no single man can possibly lift—this vast bunch of grapes was swayed up to the main-top and firmly lashed to the lower mast-head, the strongest point anywhere above a ship’s deck. The end of the hawser-like rope.

Suspended in stages over the side, Starbuck and Stubb, the mates, armed with their long spades, began cutting a hole in the body for the insertion of the hook just above the nearest of the two side-fins. This done, a broad, semicircular line is cut round the hole, the hook is inserted, and the main body of the crew striking up a wild chorus, now commence heaving in one dense crowd.[/vc_column_text][prkwp_spacer size=”18″][bquote type=”plain” prk_in=”I have given no small attention to that not unvexed subject, the skin of the whale. I have had controversies about it with experienced whalemen afloat, and learned naturalists ashore. My original opinion remains unchanged; but it is only an opinion.”][prkwp_spacer size=”18″][vc_column_text]For the strain constantly kept up by the windlass continually keeps the whale rolling over and over in the water, and as the blubber in one strip uniformly peels off along the line called the ”scarf,” simultaneously cut by the spades of Starbuck and Stubb, the mates; and just as fast as it is thus peeled off, and indeed by that very act itself.

The men at the windlass then cease heaving, and for a moment or two the prodigious blood-dripping mass sways to and fro as if let down from the sky, and every one present must take good heed to dodge it when it swings, else it may box his ears and pitch him again.

Alice laughed so much at this, that she had to run back into the wood for fear of their hearing her; and when she next peeped out the Fish-Footman was gone, and the other was sitting on the ground near the door, staring stupidly up into the sky.[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][/vc_row]