Hubby and I have just had a few games of darts, and I was not doing very well.
The Summer League has ended now bar Finals Night (we have two couples in) and Presentation Night. This week we played our personal team trophy knockout and things were, shall we say, a little disorganised.
Although my partner and I played well together, the other side were better and got their final double first to beat us 2 games to 1.
This is the trophy I won as runner up last year.
The guy I partnered with then went on to win this year, so I was really pleased for him as his name will be engraved on the shield with his partner.
Hm. She had a few too many and was loud with it, yet managed to get the vital winning double 1. She’s playing for us in the winter, so I’m hoping she’ll listen to what is being said as IMO she has the makings of a good player.
Anyway, I was not surprised today to be losing abysmally to Hubby, then suddenly it was like a switch was thrown as I needed 66 and shot out with 16 and a bullseye.
He took the next game but it was pretty close, so we continued to play and I won the third.
Then I played the game of my life, and although we only play 301 down, I used only 12 darts to do it…… my best previously being 15.
No 180, but I was pretty damn close with this, which was worth a shot of the camera.
Talk about grouping!
Would’ve been nice if it’d moved across a bit, but 162 was certainly most acceptable!
I ended up winning our little session five games to 1.
