DARTS
My wife and I spent the last five days in Charlotte, NC. I have had a great weekend visiting with the In-Laws and just taking some time to relax. The absolute best part of my weekend was spent at a couple of bars. Now just stop right there! It was spent playing DARTS…… in a bar! I attended 2 different tournaments and had a fricken blast! About a year ago I started playing darts quite regularly, so much in fact that I bought a dart board to hang at work. At the end of the work day, never during of course, I would spend about 30 minutes working on my pin point accuracy. Occasionally a fellow co-worker would challenge me to a game, only to leave crying and pissed off. So I decided that while I was in Charlotte I would look up the local dart leagues. To my utter enjoyment I found a couple of bars that had blind draw tournaments. Now I didn’t know what a blind draw was, so let me explain this all to you. Everyone signs in with the Bar Fly at the front door and then she randomly chooses names and partners people up. I have never played with a partner either so this was all virgin to me. Once you got your partner you have some time to practice and get “acquainted” with the board and your darts. I was the only person in the place that didn’t have his/her own darts. I borrowed a pair from the bartender and was immediately approached by One Tooth Freddie. One Tooth challenged me to a quick game, before the real competition started. He asked me a bunch of terms that I didn’t know the answers to, and eventually I got him to throw the opening dart. In about 6 minutes the game was over and I thought One Tooth was going to be No Teeth. I annihilated this guy! It was funny because the only time I had seen someone that mad was when I beat my brother, The Professional, at ping pong. He grabbed my darts and said ohhhhhhhhh no wonder…….. you are playing with Black Widows. What???? I borrowed these from the bar! Now it was on, everyone there thought I was this dart master from up north that came to beat up the rednecks. That was actually pretty much true. My partner and I, dart partner, beat like 4 teams in a row. My new found buddy was lovin it and was gracious enough to buy my Yuenglings as long as we kept winning. Unfortunatley we both had a couple too many and the dart board started to look like fuzzy. We lost, but only because we were tipsy, and now I am officially a DART maniac. In one night I became a legend and now will be feared by the boys down south.
If anyone can think of some cool dart name for me to go by I would appreciate it!
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