DARTS
I’ve been watching the World Darts Championship streaming live on to the computer. My friend Barry said, ‘I’ve got enough to think about.’
I said, ‘well, I’ve got to find someone to analyse it with.’
I play darts at work with one of the tenants, it’s quality time. I keep score, writing it down in an old A5 page-a-day diary. Four games a page was two then three but we’ve improved so the scores take up less room. Today I used the last page available to write the score of the game that ended the first book.
posted by alexhighrise @ 3:28 AM
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You weren't getting many comments because people had to join My Space to do it - a bit off putting. Notice that I've changed the link on my site to here - that's good of me.
You don't allow anonymous posting, i notice
I saw the darts championship on the telly at work. They had some fat bloke on needing double top or whatever.
When he got what he wanted, he lowered his knees and then brought his fist up in a triumphant gesture, like:"Yeeesss!"
That's OK, but then they showed it all again in slow motion.
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I've changed the setting to give access to those who wish to remain anonymous...I look forward to hearing from you
As usual I rejseted your original suggestion. I do have a busy life after all. I'd been doing DIY all day and I had my TV schedule planned for the evening. I'd even let go of the footie for the day. (Who cares about sunderland anyway). But did what the last half hour of the darts. What a game. The slim youngster who was speechless at his success. The ample champ who gave too many chances. The way the referee said "One hundred and Eighty." Thses things make life more than bearable.
Can't think of anything more boring to read about - let alone watch - except perhaps golf or maybe snooker. . .
I'm sure you could if you used your imagination...
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