WRITE UP # 2: A GAFFE AT THE GAF
+CAPTAIN'S LOG: DART DATE: 3 - 27 - 06
Fresh off a successful A-2 debut, the Dartbags (Most Drinkin'est and Friendliest Team in NYC TM) rolled into the East Gaf to play some familiar faces (though, disappointly, no Tom Lally) as well as some new ones.
All active 'Bags were present except Marty who was listed as "doubtful" on the pre-game report.
As per usual, there was excellent female representation. No Lil, but a number of Dartbaguettes made the journey, including Hope, Nell, Jess and even a surprise appearance by BFT's little sister, Maureen.
Also not present was The Rallybone. Would that impact the Dartbag mojo? Only the Dart Gods can answer that question. But the more superstitious among us would say, "yes".
The 'Bags were already sitting in first place and a strong showing would likely keep them there. They sent Pike out against Kevin in match one. Sometimes you're just not on. This was one of those times. Glenn dropped the first two in Unpike-like fashion before pulling it together to take out a 15 (7, D-4) and salvaging a close third game to earn a point. 1-2.
Morale was low. And it wasn't just the darts. And it had something to do with the music. The jukebox was on shuffle mode. And by shuffle mode, I mean possessed by the spirit of a tone deaf 46 year old woman on her 4th glass of White Zin. It was reminescent of the "Carly Simon Incident" of '05 that saw our mojo fade faster than Shelley Long's movie career. Early signs of estrogen poisoning were already visible among the squad.
Colin asked if his pants, 'made him look fat.' Commenting on a tv commerical, Pike said that the new '06 Kia Sportage looked like it "had a lot of pep". And Vince attempted to order a "Strawberry Alleycat" from a horrified John, behind the bar.
Things were grim. We had to draw the line somewhere. And that line is the insufferable live version of Sheryl Crow's already insufferable "Leaving Las Vegas".
(And really, do we need a version of that song that's 12 minutes long? Seriously. It was like 12 freaking minutes!!! What am I missing here? Is this like her "Freebird"? Did all the chicks in the crowd break out lighters for this crap or something?? What the F*CK!?! I can just picture poor Lance Armstrong waiting off stage thinking, "I've won the most grueling bike race in the world 7 times. I survived testicular cancer. But if this doesn't stop in five minutes I'm riding my bike face first off the balcony.") 1-2
It was too much. We punched up Highway to Hell on the juke box and the effect was immediate. Cup, wearing his Angus Young, t-shirt responded with 2 wins off Brian, a very tough opponent, before dropping the third. Order was restored. 3-3
Tim played Harlan in the third set. BFT threw some solid darts and looked poised to take the first leg, before wire troubles got in the way. After that, Harlan heated up and started throwing crazy darts (including a T-71). Not too much you can do when you run into a buzz saw but tip your cap. Assuming you still have hands. After running into a buzz saw. (okay. moving on.) 3-6.
Frank and Andre renewed acquaintances for the final set. El Cap had a nice groove going taking the first, and dropping the second. Round 3 turned from a game of 501 to a game of "2". Frank hit the D-1 first to take the final leg. 5-7 headed into cricket. Things took a turn for the worse.
Pike and Vince squared off against Brian and Kevin in cricket. Vince threw some valiant darts (R4s and R5s), but it wasn't enough against the sharp Gaffers. We dropped 3 straight. Wow. 5-10
BFT: Where did they hide the Kryptonite?
Cuppa-Frank took up the mantle for the second round of cricket against Harlan and John. Cup had his stroke working and the Furious One was on his game. They took the first, dropped the second, before coasting to a victory in match 3. 7-11
First up in the final set was Pike'n Frank, facing off against Brian and Kevin. Kevin was throwing fine darts and by this point Brian had heated up as well. They took the first. Then they took a tight contest in the second. An in 'n out maneuver by Frank salvaged the third leg (and what was left of our pride) to make the score 8-13. Dang. We had clinched a loss.
We had originally slotted Colin to play in the doubles round. But he had to get back to his girl and was unable to play. The Gaffers graciously let us substitute Cuppa Joe. So Vincenz and Joey Pep would try to make the score respectable.
They faced Harlan and Jason. Harlan picked up right where he left off by starting the match with a Ton On. Vince and Cup would have their work cut out for them. But some 80+ rounds and hitting big darts kept them within striking distance. The 'Bags took the first, dropped number two, before Cup took out the final leg in a closely contested battle. Whew! We needed those clutch darts. We were out all-starred 839 to 221 in the doubles round, but timely hits gaves us a split. 10-14 sounds a hell of a lot better than 9-15. Not bad all things considered.
Fact is, we have yet to click so that all our players are on their games on the same night. The result has been some lacklustre outcomes. But it will begin to click before too long. And that means our best darts are ahead of us. We're going to need them next week. We play at George Keeley against McCarthy's, a tough squad who got us pretty good on Tuesday nights last season. Tip of the cap to the East Gaffers who were good hosts (always enjoy a shot of Jameson's) and the better team on Monday. We'll take it as a Monday learning experience.
Other things we learned:
Pike is in fact human, not a strange visitor from another planet who came to Earth with powers and abilities far beyond those of mortal men.
Andre (like Dartbags Cup, Marty, Lou and RJ) is a proud Tartan.
Harlan let's loose a "C'Maaawn!" following a big turn, when most people say that after a lousy turn.
AC/DC kicks the everloving crap out of Sheryl Crow.
We will look to add to our win total and to our beer club total on Monday. There is much work to be done on both fronts. See you at the GK.
That is all
-Captain Furious
All Star Recap: (It was a pretty light night)
Frank: 537
Cup: 228
Glenn: 216
Vince: 100
Tim: 95
Fresh off a successful A-2 debut, the Dartbags (Most Drinkin'est and Friendliest Team in NYC TM) rolled into the East Gaf to play some familiar faces (though, disappointly, no Tom Lally) as well as some new ones.
All active 'Bags were present except Marty who was listed as "doubtful" on the pre-game report.
As per usual, there was excellent female representation. No Lil, but a number of Dartbaguettes made the journey, including Hope, Nell, Jess and even a surprise appearance by BFT's little sister, Maureen.
Also not present was The Rallybone. Would that impact the Dartbag mojo? Only the Dart Gods can answer that question. But the more superstitious among us would say, "yes".
The 'Bags were already sitting in first place and a strong showing would likely keep them there. They sent Pike out against Kevin in match one. Sometimes you're just not on. This was one of those times. Glenn dropped the first two in Unpike-like fashion before pulling it together to take out a 15 (7, D-4) and salvaging a close third game to earn a point. 1-2.
Morale was low. And it wasn't just the darts. And it had something to do with the music. The jukebox was on shuffle mode. And by shuffle mode, I mean possessed by the spirit of a tone deaf 46 year old woman on her 4th glass of White Zin. It was reminescent of the "Carly Simon Incident" of '05 that saw our mojo fade faster than Shelley Long's movie career. Early signs of estrogen poisoning were already visible among the squad.
Colin asked if his pants, 'made him look fat.' Commenting on a tv commerical, Pike said that the new '06 Kia Sportage looked like it "had a lot of pep". And Vince attempted to order a "Strawberry Alleycat" from a horrified John, behind the bar.
Things were grim. We had to draw the line somewhere. And that line is the insufferable live version of Sheryl Crow's already insufferable "Leaving Las Vegas".
(And really, do we need a version of that song that's 12 minutes long? Seriously. It was like 12 freaking minutes!!! What am I missing here? Is this like her "Freebird"? Did all the chicks in the crowd break out lighters for this crap or something?? What the F*CK!?! I can just picture poor Lance Armstrong waiting off stage thinking, "I've won the most grueling bike race in the world 7 times. I survived testicular cancer. But if this doesn't stop in five minutes I'm riding my bike face first off the balcony.") 1-2
It was too much. We punched up Highway to Hell on the juke box and the effect was immediate. Cup, wearing his Angus Young, t-shirt responded with 2 wins off Brian, a very tough opponent, before dropping the third. Order was restored. 3-3
Tim played Harlan in the third set. BFT threw some solid darts and looked poised to take the first leg, before wire troubles got in the way. After that, Harlan heated up and started throwing crazy darts (including a T-71). Not too much you can do when you run into a buzz saw but tip your cap. Assuming you still have hands. After running into a buzz saw. (okay. moving on.) 3-6.
Frank and Andre renewed acquaintances for the final set. El Cap had a nice groove going taking the first, and dropping the second. Round 3 turned from a game of 501 to a game of "2". Frank hit the D-1 first to take the final leg. 5-7 headed into cricket. Things took a turn for the worse.
Pike and Vince squared off against Brian and Kevin in cricket. Vince threw some valiant darts (R4s and R5s), but it wasn't enough against the sharp Gaffers. We dropped 3 straight. Wow. 5-10
BFT: Where did they hide the Kryptonite?
Cuppa-Frank took up the mantle for the second round of cricket against Harlan and John. Cup had his stroke working and the Furious One was on his game. They took the first, dropped the second, before coasting to a victory in match 3. 7-11
First up in the final set was Pike'n Frank, facing off against Brian and Kevin. Kevin was throwing fine darts and by this point Brian had heated up as well. They took the first. Then they took a tight contest in the second. An in 'n out maneuver by Frank salvaged the third leg (and what was left of our pride) to make the score 8-13. Dang. We had clinched a loss.
We had originally slotted Colin to play in the doubles round. But he had to get back to his girl and was unable to play. The Gaffers graciously let us substitute Cuppa Joe. So Vincenz and Joey Pep would try to make the score respectable.
They faced Harlan and Jason. Harlan picked up right where he left off by starting the match with a Ton On. Vince and Cup would have their work cut out for them. But some 80+ rounds and hitting big darts kept them within striking distance. The 'Bags took the first, dropped number two, before Cup took out the final leg in a closely contested battle. Whew! We needed those clutch darts. We were out all-starred 839 to 221 in the doubles round, but timely hits gaves us a split. 10-14 sounds a hell of a lot better than 9-15. Not bad all things considered.
Fact is, we have yet to click so that all our players are on their games on the same night. The result has been some lacklustre outcomes. But it will begin to click before too long. And that means our best darts are ahead of us. We're going to need them next week. We play at George Keeley against McCarthy's, a tough squad who got us pretty good on Tuesday nights last season. Tip of the cap to the East Gaffers who were good hosts (always enjoy a shot of Jameson's) and the better team on Monday. We'll take it as a Monday learning experience.
Other things we learned:
Pike is in fact human, not a strange visitor from another planet who came to Earth with powers and abilities far beyond those of mortal men.
Andre (like Dartbags Cup, Marty, Lou and RJ) is a proud Tartan.
Harlan let's loose a "C'Maaawn!" following a big turn, when most people say that after a lousy turn.
AC/DC kicks the everloving crap out of Sheryl Crow.
We will look to add to our win total and to our beer club total on Monday. There is much work to be done on both fronts. See you at the GK.
That is all
-Captain Furious
All Star Recap: (It was a pretty light night)
Frank: 537
Cup: 228
Glenn: 216
Vince: 100
Tim: 95
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