Partitur - Score

There are probably at least twenty different meaning for the word score, based on the five or six that came to mind instantly, so here is my spontaneously ill-conceived attempt at not only listing a score of score definitions, but being vaguely humorous too! For the first time, one of these writings will contain a numbered list, breaking from the traditional overly extended paragraph format. When my own ideas run dry, I’ll probably consult the internet and pass off as my own various entries, after, of course, a little thesaurus-driven editing.

1. Even though I’ve played on it already, I owe it as the inspiration for this entry: a collection of twenty things, be they years, loaves of bread, or baggies of the latest designer street drug.

2. The verb, To Score, as in a goal in football, or a point in any other game.

3. Used as a noun, related to #2, referring to the score at any time during or after the game, but never really before. Usually, pre-kick off both teams have the same score.

4. To score drugs. “Hey Nigel, I’m running a little dry on my crack, my good man. Be a gent and go score me some more from Nathan, our local dealer, don’t you know.”

5.When sexual intercourse occurs - guys will often brag to their friends about how they’re going to score on an evening. If they’re also a drug addict, a double scoring could well occur.

6. Not sure if this is spelt the same way, but to score across a bit of card or paper to make a fold easier. Doesn’t quite work as well across someone’s face.

7. A musical score - referring to sheet music. That’s notes and bars on paper, not KKK rally songs.

8. A criminal caper (such a robbery, not a felonious legume) - “Hey Nigel, I do say that what we’re planning will be quite the big score. Quite, yes.”

9. Settling a score - the sorting of out an old grudge. Or calming down a group of twenty rowdy people. Perhaps.

Well, this is where I falter. Not even half way. That’ll teach me for, well I’m not sure. But I’ve certainly learnt my lesson. Final score? It’s irrelevant - I lost. Plus I don’t really know who beat me. Myself I suppose. Either way, it’s best for everyone I stop writing immediately. Right now. Here.