The skipper has had to have a lie down. It seemed that he got a bit over-excited at the thought of getting to Ibiza which he had understood to be a wonderland of all-night parties fuelled by an abundance of booze and recreational drugs. Of course, this is the sort of fantasy that can grip persons who struggle to remember where they've put their bus pass and faced with the reality that the club bouncers wouldn't let him in anyway he descended into some despondency.
Perhaps a small sherry will revive his spirits.