Both of my games were the best scoring. Won the first one with some graft am then the second one lost against a 110 checkout.
Can’t describe how gutted I am after a few weeks of practise, better diet, swimming to nothing I show for it.
Sad I know but I had dreamt of playing on finals night with a massive crowd and all that.
Proof if proof were ever needed the harder some try the bigger the fail. Guess I made that 1% of those who try and fail.
Despite practice, practice and more practice my darts is still at a complete failure level. at home I can bang in the scores (still can’t hit a double mind you) and almost get some consistency. Then I go down the pub, new board and settings the whole game goes to bits. I still won mind you but with scores like 40 and less, the odd stray arrow into the treble, a win on Friday night seems far away. Far far away
Intensity is the only way I know how to be competitive in pretty much anything I attempt to do. Those who know me from times of old will know what I mean and darts is no exception.
I remember one such competition where I was put up against a bloke who on the practice board was banging scores of 100+ for fun. He was my pick to win the competition. All day my darts had been awful no matter how hard I tried and how long I practised my scores were beyond the realms of being a abysmal.
I think that day I practiced for about an hour at home, another hour SOLID down the local then then another solid 45 mintues at the event itself.
At no point did my darts get better, the arrows were still drifting in and out of beds as if I had been playing with an air conditioning problem (bdo darts reference there) Before I knew it my time at the oche had arrived, pitched against the the bloke who was touted to decimate the competiton.
I honestly wish I could remember more about the game but the next 15 min past passed in a blurry bling of an eye and somehow I came out the winner. I don’t remember much about the darts, scoring or the technique involved. I do remember scoring that well that atone particular point where I stopped and did a double check and realised that I was on the finish. Boom, arrows find their target for the leg and the next one. Through to the next round, shocking pretty much everyone in the pub who had been watching what had been legendary arrows. Not that I knew any of this being so far in the zone.
I believe it was a combination of sheer intensity on focus which helped me win the game. Luck probably was there in the wings, looking on and seeing what was going on yet I don’t think that was the main winning strength. If luck had been on my side my next match would of turned out a whole lot better rather than the crushing defeat.
There have been similar games and matches since that day where I believe I have only one just due to the sheer level of intensity and focus. It;s off putting and I know it as my body languge reeks of confidence, an almost bullying demeanour, a steely determination throw each and every arrow straight, true and with purpose. Sometimes it’s the aura which brings about a win not the skill itself but a win is a win. This brings me nicely onto my problem. How do I bring myself to that level of intensity on demand?
Why must it be random? Why must all attempts to play out of my skin meet in failure apart from that one very lucky day where it all comes together.
Is anybody out there has a recipe for consistency please get in touch
Fook sake…
Friday Night.
bloody good night by all accounts. Darts was ace, got pissed, let slip to the wrong people that next week we play the team with Kryptonite woman in it.
saturday
up at 6am, got a lot done, passport photos done. Shopping, sorted out potential cattery as Ive decided that I cant let people “pop” in all the time as shes a very peopley cat after all. However this means tomorrow get a vet signature to say thats shes been vaccinated. (more cost)
Sunday
Lie in… great. Just whats needed. And then I woke up. 1 message about the dubai job being off if I cant get there in the next few days and then a msn conversation saying get it sorted or we are off. Fuck…
Problem is, as always, money. 115 quids for the passport
25 quid for the train
10 quid for parking (half day)
5 quid for food.
I knew I should of transferred the money from payal to my account sooner, however with bein too busy with work that leaves me no time to do anything for me, hence me being in this situation.
Brainwave, im owed 220 for a laptop, nocked that down to 200 for somethings thats not too bad being honest, only to be told TODAY that they might not want it.
Best case scenario is that if they take it, train tomorrow morning, get passport sorted and then job done. I can tell them its on the way in all honesty and not have to blag anything what so ever.
So at this moment in time
10 Wait to see if people want the laptop
20 if people want laptop then job done
30 if peple dont want laptop, run down local and try and flog it to the bangli workers there using shit laptops
40 if 30 fails ask work for a temp loan to get sorted
50 if all fails wait till the powers that be of paypal transplant the money into my account.
In other words I have to wait for other peope to do things which always means epic fails await when things are out of your hands.
will update as and when
Update at 1644 (8.44pm dubai time)
Well that wasnt good. Called the guys in Dubai and it seems that there is a massive amount of pressure for them to get someone there as soon as. I now have to wait till tomorrow to find out whats going on and if Im going. Ive basically said that the earliest a passport is wednesday. Latest is friday but that went down like a lead ballon. So, for now and from the tone of his voice. It seems that things are off.
Update at 0059 – 4am dubai time
email sent to see if a situaion can be salvaged. Met Sp down the pub and said that come what may im out of the ofice for a few weeks even if t is onl london. Ive made apoint that in no way shape or form am I ungreatfully for what Id do or that goes on just that frustration has set in. At this moment in time and in my world Ie writted off the dubai project barring a minor miracle. A great start to a new year again….
Bugger why do I always forget to write things down when I think of them. Still time to post a few updates from thew eekend Where to start, well as always darts night.. yes I know how it sounds but bear with me…
Well like the therapist said, get out there and do different things, for me this has meant joining the darting prowess of my local team. Not played in more than a few years, longer than the cliche to long to want to remember. Still tonight should be intersting as we are away to the city / shitty just down the road. Tonight will be interesting..
Marxworld 