World
Cup 2022 Anagram Competition
Well done to
all who entered anagrams of this year’s phrase that pays:
“Which fool thinks Southgate’s boys are a good Qatar expectorant?”
Answers in
chronological order below.
No. |
Anagrammatical Offering |
Guilty Party |
1 |
Gag? A phat
Scottish cowboy hoofed Quorn steak is no real foody threat x |
Lee Henderson |
2 |
I question
host on loot; tax; tragedy of cheap workers. Hashtag: cab! |
Michael Frain |
3 |
Boro Gareth
quit soon, as expected footy’s shit, ha, watch rank goal |
Lee Henderson |
4 |
Flashback!
Six - Two, in the heat, crap or good? Quotes a snooty Gareth |
Lee Henderson |
5 |
Albert Quack,
wealthy expat actor, forgot boots, got sand in his toes |
Michael Frain |
6 |
A. Quack
wrote, “Holy shit Ted! Hot-shot Arabs fox Argie Tango Ponces |
Michael Frain |
7 |
Ok to go? Oh
if a taboo closed queer sex rights, shan't watch any part |
Malcolm
Clayton |
8 |
O Do Cry
Argentina. Quit hash teacakes, pot, XL whores, footbaths |
Michael Frain |
9 |
Gotcha! Herr
Flick squashed owing to expert Asano shot. Oo attaboy! |
Michael Frain |
10 |
Those daft
Welsh quake. Iran ghost into box, gatecrash party. Coo! |
Michael Frain |
11 |
What's that
exciting footy quake? A bold Shah Scorer goes top! Nora...! |
Andrew Burgess |
12 |
Gail Bond
asks Q for the secret weapon to X Ray high atac shootout |
Claire Woodland |
13 |
Beatrix
Potter drank cocoa quota while Fang ghosts hate Sooshy |
Claire Woodland |
14 |
C Rooney
requests Agatha Christie books that flog tax and whoop |
Claire Woodland |
15 |
Doctor Who
lent his history book page on squash extra fat-cat age |
Claire Woodland |
16 |
Fogie has
who’s bedsocks at garish Torquay apartotel? (No context) |
Michael Frain |
17 |
Police cadet
fought gay Qatar striker who sent hoax to boss Noah |
Claire Woodland |
18 |
Aghast h-hot
rarebit woolyhats (apt) go in excess of red conk quota |
Michael Frain |
19 |
Ranting
Gareth quits today. Reposts “black hoax afoot”. Chose Howe |
Steve Berry |
20 |
Foody Albert
Quack’s Nag Hotpot ache gastroenteritis whoosh! Ax! |
Martin Foster |
21 |
Q. Who’s he? |
Michael Frain |
A fantastic 21 entries
from 7 different lexicographers!. All
were equally brilliant of course but alas the unreformed competition charter
still forces me to make a choice of winner (please rest assured that steps are
underway to make this is a non-competitive, non-judgemental safe space in
future). Thus, with a heavy heart, the following reckoning is made:
·
Malcom Clayton’s searing political protest (No.7) was one
in the eye for the Qatari Government (if not himself).
·
Lee Henderson’s (No.4) examination of England’s 6-2
opening Iranian high-spot was received with amusement.
·
Claire Woodland’s surreal yet topical output was well appreciated.
·
The solo efforts from Steve Berry and Martin Foster
were I’m sure a mere taster of their respective skills.
But Michael
Frain’s prolific output, mixing the introduction of his long-term “friend” Albert
Quack with topical match-day reportage, took the amusement biscuit with the competition
politburo saying that No.9 was just pipped by this year’s winner No.6, a
celebration of Saudi Arabia’s 2‑1 group stage victory over eventual
champions Argentina. Well done Michael, the cheque is in the post.