Yeah, I know. Pretty lame play on words. The mind is going in all directions today.
In truth, I have not lifted an arrow for over a month as we had a bye, followed by the singles knockout, then a match was cancelled as we couldn’t raise a team due to illness and last week we had just got back from MOH so I was totally exhausted after the 7½ hour journey.
We are away tonight, apparently to one of the best teams who are sticklers for the rules and a bit snooty. Ah. I’ll put my silly hat on then.
A team mate is picking my neighbour and I up at 7.45 so Hubby won’t have the worry of finding where we’re playing and having to pick me up. I just hope we don’t have another double 1 fiasco and are still playing at midnight!
In thinking back to my previous darts playing days, I did get a lot of practice. Not so much because we had boards up in the boys room and the hall (our own home and away ‘venues’), but I used to go out around 7pm on ‘my nights’ and play several games against team mates and the lads until we started at 8.30. Then of course there were also the weekends when Partner would go up the pub and if I went too, I played almost as many games as he had pints (he went for the beer mostly, a game was purely coincidental).
I am enjoying playing though. I’m not winning much, but the girls are good company.
My neighbour brought round a tee shirt with the team logo on it as she doesn’t wear them. I shall wear that tonight I think.
Result:
We lost, winning just one game of the pairs, one half of which was actually me!
I lost my singles match, but it was really close, one of the best matches I’ve played.
One more game and then that’s it until the Summer, if they can get a team together.
Written 13th February.
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