Mea culpa, mea culpa, mea maxima culpa
A combination of holidays, work, business travel and the fact that there was a drought of televised darts for a few weeks has seen to it that I haven't put up a post for a while. However, what with more darts coming up, and more importantly a period of my life in which I'm not running around like a blue arsed fly, hopefully I shall be able to write more often.
I managed to catch the finals of the World Grand Prix, with its clearly delighted victor James Wade, and my even more clearly delighted girlfriend, who's been waiting a while to see her favourite player pick up some silverware (or was it glass?) :o)
The fact that Adrian Lewis finally managed to defeat his mentor Phil Taylor in a televised major, in the course of an epic semi final, is probably ultimately more important than James Wade winning another title. It was one of the few times I've seen Adrian Lewis play consistently at the very, very high level which he has previously displayed in major events only for brief periods; it paid off for him, and made for a cracking game of darts. I hope it gives him confidence and that we're going to see much more of that standard of darts from the Jackpot in future.
Phil Taylor v. Gary Anderson was a cracking match too, and for a while it looked very much like Anderson would get his revenge on Phil Taylor for his UK Open Final caning back in June, but sadly for the Scot it was not to be. The way the crowd barracked the Power was a bit disappointing - cheer/boo once the person has finished his 3 throws by all means, but don't cheer/boo when they miss/hit with individual darts - but then again, darts is a raucous sport, it happens to everyone occasionally and I thought Taylor took it on the chin.
The next biggie coming up is the Winmau World Masters, taking place in Hull and therefore very near to where my girfriend lives; I'm still considering whether or not to get tickets. I'm still waiting for tickets for the inaugural PDC World Cup to go on sale - presumably James Wade's big win means he's on for being the England number 2, which will make a certain someone happy :o)
Oh, and in case anyone was wondering, I've now got a dartboard, but nowhere to put it on the ****ing wall yet, as my plan to put it in my living room was firmly vetoed :o)
Bye for now...