On Monday night I had a couple hours to kill before I had to run an errand and so I dropped into the local knowing that there'd be a singles tournament starting at 7:30. I entered the contest knowing I wouldn't be able to finish it, and the organizer was okay with that. Since it was a double elimination event he figured that if I played poorly enough it wouldn't matter.
I didn't play poorly :) I played two best of three matches before I had to leave and I won them both. The first 2-1, the second 2-0.
The first match was against a guy named Sean, and he won the first game, 163-160. We both threw a 1.9, which is a bit low for my taste, and I only had one good round which was a 5-mark on 20's and 18's, but I also had 2 dead rounds. He out played me for the win but only barely. The second game I clearly outshot him, 1.9 to 1.4, and the win was 114 to 16. I also only had a single 5-mark round, this time on 20's and 19's, and I had 1 dead round in this game, near the end. The last, tie-breaking leg was in my favor, 225 - 188, with averages of 2.4 (me) to 1.7. But again, I had two dead rounds in that leg, and only one nice round, which was a 6-mark: T16 and T20 late in the game to close the open 20's and stop the hemorrhaging!
The next match I played I thought for sure I'd get smashed. The guy was quite a good shot and hot, hot, HOT on the 17's. Oddly though, I kept up and was able to win 2 - 0. The first leg was a pitched battle. He shot a 2.7, I shot a 2.9. He had 2 5-mark rounds, I had a single 6-mark round. I accumulated 341 points, he had 309 points. My opponent, a San Franciscan transplant named Tom, hit a whopping 18 17's during the game. I was only able to beat him because I had zero dead rounds, and was able to stay ahead in most numbers getting a little bit of points here and there to counter his incredible slew of 17's, and also because I hit 2 double bulls in the last two rounds to finally catch up in points and put a bow on it. That was a great game. And a fun one.
The next leg I also won, 96 - 87. I hit no high-mark rounds but I also didn't have any dead rounds. We both shot a 2.2, and in the end I was able to catch up in points and end the game by hitting four bulls in the last two rounds. Bulls practice is helpful.
Then I had to leave which is too bad since I was still in the winner's bracket. At least a couple of guys got a couple of free wins off me in my absence so good for them.
The darts I took with me were the 16 gram Harrows Magnums that I hit my last Ton-80 with at home:
As you can see, they are wearing white medium nylon stems, US Darts moving point conversions, and slim poly flights. They are a nice little dart, although I wasn't wowing myself with them in competition like I was at home.
As you can see, everything fit into that little mints container, including an eye glasses micro-fiber cloth which is helpful for bespectacled fellows like me.