This was the winning team before they won - imagine how much bigger their grins were when I gave them the sparkly winners wine! Paul and Nicki said they never win anything, so maybe that explains it...

Here's the full finishing order of events!

Quiz-a-coat-L

Quinoa

Handsfree Lightsabres: Up Yours Cassidy!!!

Bar staff

Team Awesome

Cheryl Cole's Arse Barnacles Applause

You may recognise a youthful version of Quizguy Martin here - it's his younger brother. His efforts to calculate the stats during the cards was admirable, but short lived!

Here's the team that gave young Cassidy a big booey 'Up Yours'...

Yes, it was the Handsfree Lightsabres who put their fingers up - how rude!

Next week as the Corgi says, it's a £35 rollover - down boy!

Chin chin

Sir James

A Ned free zone in Dukes Bar this week - we waited as long as we could for an emergence of Tracksuit wearing terrors, but eventually had to give up - and get down to Quizness.

Quizzly Bears, Team Jammy, The Nearly on Timers & Steve Buschemi Shimmys all gave it a good go and it was Quizzly Bears who powered through to take the Champions Certificate and sparkly wine.

The most envied man in the whole of Finnieston was Quizzly Bear Rob who got to take on The Beast for the BIG money. All £15 of it!

The Beast was a big racist wife beating bastard though same as usual - so it's a £25 rollover situation next week. 

Chin chin

Sir James

Winner of the Fun Round this week was the lanky ned who bammed in during my Benny Hill music. Classic.

What was less classic was the half hour he spent menacingly trying to get a drink and being refused service before the polis arrived. Hash tag, AWKWARD.

In terms of the teams, here was how it finished...

Dr Fucking Who Winners
Jammy
Jane
Rolf Harris: Tie Me 2 Little Boys Down Sport
Nae Pals Applause

An emotional night where citizens arrest hero Stewart thoroughly deserved his £50 cash victory. He shared it with his Dr Fucking Who team fairly by giving them a tenner. That's the spirit!

Next week, back to basics - and don't forget the dress code - no track suits permitted....

Chin chin

Sir James