The biggest and best darts league in the world began tonight. Rocko, please sticky this thread that the masses have demanded.
Two divisions: 10 teams in division 1, 11 teams in division 2.
Piles’ team name: Game Over
Ethnic make-up of panel: 3 Irish, 2 Scotch, 1 English, 1 Pole, 1 Romanian, 1 French
Present tonight: 2 Irish, 1 Scotch, 1 English, 1 Pole, 1 French (late arrival)
So it all kicked off tonight. Our first outing in the top division. To put it into context, we would be the Crystal Palace of the division. Of the three promoted teams, we were the third, so we would be looked upon as the whipping boys of the division.
Our aim will be survival. The top 4 are way, waaaay better than everyone else and the title will be a shootout between them. The other 6 teams will be left fighting for their lives against each other.
Luckily enough,we did gain one valuable acquisition during the summer transfer window, one of the Scotch lads, whos nickname is 143.
This is because, a couple of years ago, he ended up caling the final of the Luxembourg darts open between Christian Kist and Alan Norris.
The first 3 darts thrown totalled 81, but our lad was so pissed, he cried out in a loud and happy voice, ‘143’. Hilarity ensued and he was soon replaced.
Anyhoo, our first match was in our new home venue of Updown Bar on Montée du Grund against the Bulls Eyes, who would have been favourites for the tie, being the top division veterans they are. Think Aston Villa and you’re close enough.
The format is: 4 singles (best of 3) - 1 team game of 4 players each from 1001 down (1 game) - 2 doubles (best of 3)
So I went first as usual, playing against a fella called Butch, who apparently had recently done a little bit of chokey for dealing.
Probably bullshit because Butch turned out to be a 5 foot 7, mid-50’s english fella with a bad limp. Seemed a decent sort, and took it well that I wiped the floor with him. Double 5 finishes both legs. 4 tons and a 140 over both legs. Decent enough performance.
Next up was our Captain (the english lad) who went down 2-0. He didn’t throw too badly to be fair, and his opponent was the best of the other team.
After that came Mr. 143. Being a Cellic fan, we were hoping he could hold his focus on his darts rather than the telly that had the Milan game on.
We needn’t have worried, he won in fine style, 2-0
The final singles match was contested by the Westmeath dynamo and some crotchety gray-haired old duffer. Our lad lost the first leg despite having, what seemed like, 6000 go’s at double 19. He recovered magnificently to claim the next 2 legs and give us a very healthy 3-1 lead going into the team game - historically, our great weakness.
I chucked in a ton to get us up and running in the team game, and for most of it, we stayed circa 100 ahead until the doubles came up. We missed a few and gave the opposition a couple of chances before the captain came good on mad house to ensure a triumphant start to the season for Game Over.
The doubles matches were split between the two teams to leave the final tally on the night, 5-2 to Game Over.
So, a wonderful start to the season that promises thrills, spills and some drunkenness for good measure.
The next fixture is set to take place next Wednesday against the Prototypes, who we both beat and lost to last season in division 2. Their main man topped the individual points table in the division last season. He only lost two matches…both to me. Grudge match in store unless he’s afraid to face Piles again. Who knows.
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