WRITE UP FOR WEEK #5: HALLOWEEN DARTS
CAPTAIN'S LOG: DART DATE: 10 - 30 - 06
It was the night before Halloween (Halloween Eve), the second spookiest night of the year. In the dark ages of Ireland, the Celts believe that on this night the spirits of the dead arose and roamed the mortal world. The Irish would hold pagan rituals with large bonfires (and I'm pretty sure excessive drinking) to ward off the return of the evil among them.
The Dartbags (The Drinkin'est and Friendliest - and now Spookiest -- Dart Team in NYC TM) decided to get into the spirit of the Halloween by dressing up in costume and haunting the Grassroots Tavern (and engage in excessive drinking). They would face off against the heretofore unknown team of Flight Risk. Would it be a trick or a treat? Here's the spooky recap...
On hand were Frank (Mark Antony), Cup (Jesus), Vince (A sommelier), Tim (Father, Hugh Hefner), Marty (Farticus), Gins (A happy drunk) and Hope (Playboy Bunny).
Pike had planned to attend but a late night in the office kept him away, so the Captain, Marcus Antonius, kicked off the proceedings in his stead. He went up against Scott D. The first game with a solid, unspectacular effort. A lot of LXs. A lot of near Cs. After a late charge by Scott made it close, Frank closed out on with a Doub X (that's 10, not 1) . Unfortunately for Mark Antony this second game would be his Battle of Actium. (chirp... chirp.... chirp. Okay, that means he lost). But the Roman came to bury Scott, not to praise him and rebounded strongly with a crisp X turn effort ending with another Doub X. 2-1, SpookyBags
Up next would be Cuppa Joe, dressed up as The Messiah himself vs. Tom. His first game was simply divine and he closed out an 11 turn victory with T-33 and a D-2 out. Unfortunately, in his next two games there would be no doubting Thomas and the Holy One just couldn't seem to find the double. This of course led to a flurry of jokes. e.g.
Tim: You can walk on water, but you can't hit a double 4?
Omer: Just turn the other cheek.
Gins: Hey, he who is without sin cast the first dart.
And so on. Personally, I believe the momentary glitch is directly attributable to Sympathy For the Devil coming on the jukebox during the second leg ("I was 'round when Jesus Christ had his moment of doubt and pain"...). Man, that just ain't right.
Vince followed JC's effort by taking the first game. Not VINtage (that's a sommelier joke) but good enough. He even hit 2 Ts and a T-40 along the way for good measure. He managed to let Michael wriggle off the hook in game 2. But, as with Mungo from Blazing Saddles ("Don't shoot him... you'll just make him angry.") We know with Vince that beating him has the same effect. He walked away with a W in leg 3 taking out 60.
Overall, the Dartbag Spectator give him a score of 92 and describtes Vince as "Bold, but not ostentatious. An intense player, well rounded, that takes several minutes to fully open, but holds up well and provides a smooth finish"
And with that, the Spooky Dartbags were up 5-3.
Up next was Fr. Hefner vs. Omer. Omer brought his good darts with him, but Big Friendly Hef managed to hang tight. In the first two games he had shots at outs before the opportunities quickly vanished. A slight variation in throwing technique seemed to help him regain the suave style that he is known for; back to back 97 and 95 put him on 80 and looking good. But Omer sitting on 95, wouldn't give him the chance going T-19, D-19 on two darts to end the party. Tip your cap. It's all you can do. 5-7 Flight risk heading to Cricket.
Frank'nTim started off against Jim and Tom. Tim gave Frank a pep talk.
Tim: Pretend they're Gaul.
It worked. The Captain came out firing with III Round IVs to start. The good guys cruised to an easy with Tim providing the "nightcap" with a D-cork. In leg two... well, let's just say the 'Bags were the Romans, Flight Risk were the Gauls and leg two was the Siege of Alesia. I don't think I need to tell you what happened there!
But I will. (We won in a rout.)
In the final leg, the 'Bags trailed big, but sought graces from Jesus. Cup made the sign of the cross to convey his blessing and the match turned around. It may have started as a tension-lightening joke, but it worked. We felt the Power and the Glory. Tim caught fire and started closing numbers 2 marks at a time. Frank hit V XVIs to put up some points and Tim sealed the deal with a bullseye to eke out the greatest miracle since the loaves and the fishes.
Veni.... vidi.... and vici. (8-7 'Bags.)
Up next were the wine experts, Cup and Vince. They faced off against Omer and John creating the somewhat uncomfortable match up of Mohammed vs. Jesus. The 'Bags were up nicely in game 1, but Omer hit an R-7 to turn things around and the Grassroots gang rallied for a surprise win. In the last 2 legs, the 'Bags were game, but it wasn't enough. Omer was en fuego and the home team to two more hard fought victories. 10-8 Flight Risk.
On to Double 01.
Vince and Tim squared off against Michael and Scott in game 1. We dropped that one and the slide was now 4 games in a row. But the Dartbags rallied strong. In game two they got in early and Vince uncorked a T-35 (juuuuust missed a patch) to create some separation and later sealed the deal to win a close one and stop the bleeding.
The final leg would be another close battle. With Flight Risk poised to exit on 32. Tim was sitting on 85, Tim went for the T-15, but caught a T-10. On 55, he promptly put one in the heart of 15, and after a brief moment to gather his conentration smacked the D-20 for a class finish! Great work by America's favortite bon vivant and soft-core pornographer! This really fired up the troops (Maybe even a bit too much because Jesus's free "wine refills" had us pretty buzzed by that point. I don't know if they did "chest bumps" at the Wedding at Cana, but bouncing bellies with someone who outweighs you by 100 lbs is a risky proposotion after 3 bottles of beaujolais). The score was 10-11. The W put the 'Bags in a position to win the day with a sweep.
The 'Bags' Frank and Cup would face off against Omer and Tom, the other team's toughest pair. Frank got the 'Bags in on the first round and some double-in trouble for Flight Risk let them build up a lead. Cup put the game away with a D-2. The second leg was nip and tuck. After Cup busted on 77, the other team missed their 40 out to land on 32.
Cup: Pick me up.
Frank obeyed the Lord and went Trip XIX, Doub X on two darts to close out the second leg. The Dartbags would drop the final leg to end the proceedings in a 12-12 tie -- which has been par for the course the last few weeks.
Nonetheless, this was a fun night. We didn't play our best darts, although, to be fair, if they didn't have Omer, we probably walk away with 14-15 points. I think the first annual (semi-annual???) Halloween Dart Night went quite well. It's difficult to take yourself (or the game) too seriously when you're dressed up like a complete jackass. The only thing that would have made it better would have been a bigger crowd. But fate conspired against us that evening. Thank you to all who made the scene and got into the spirit of it. Next week is at GK versus The Taint.
See you there.
ASP ReCap:
Sommelier: 475
Jesus: 348
Father Hef: 287
Mark Antony: CCV
It was the night before Halloween (Halloween Eve), the second spookiest night of the year. In the dark ages of Ireland, the Celts believe that on this night the spirits of the dead arose and roamed the mortal world. The Irish would hold pagan rituals with large bonfires (and I'm pretty sure excessive drinking) to ward off the return of the evil among them.
The Dartbags (The Drinkin'est and Friendliest - and now Spookiest -- Dart Team in NYC TM) decided to get into the spirit of the Halloween by dressing up in costume and haunting the Grassroots Tavern (and engage in excessive drinking). They would face off against the heretofore unknown team of Flight Risk. Would it be a trick or a treat? Here's the spooky recap...
On hand were Frank (Mark Antony), Cup (Jesus), Vince (A sommelier), Tim (Father, Hugh Hefner), Marty (Farticus), Gins (A happy drunk) and Hope (Playboy Bunny).
Pike had planned to attend but a late night in the office kept him away, so the Captain, Marcus Antonius, kicked off the proceedings in his stead. He went up against Scott D. The first game with a solid, unspectacular effort. A lot of LXs. A lot of near Cs. After a late charge by Scott made it close, Frank closed out on with a Doub X (that's 10, not 1) . Unfortunately for Mark Antony this second game would be his Battle of Actium. (chirp... chirp.... chirp. Okay, that means he lost). But the Roman came to bury Scott, not to praise him and rebounded strongly with a crisp X turn effort ending with another Doub X. 2-1, SpookyBags
Up next would be Cuppa Joe, dressed up as The Messiah himself vs. Tom. His first game was simply divine and he closed out an 11 turn victory with T-33 and a D-2 out. Unfortunately, in his next two games there would be no doubting Thomas and the Holy One just couldn't seem to find the double. This of course led to a flurry of jokes. e.g.
Tim: You can walk on water, but you can't hit a double 4?
Omer: Just turn the other cheek.
Gins: Hey, he who is without sin cast the first dart.
And so on. Personally, I believe the momentary glitch is directly attributable to Sympathy For the Devil coming on the jukebox during the second leg ("I was 'round when Jesus Christ had his moment of doubt and pain"...). Man, that just ain't right.
Vince followed JC's effort by taking the first game. Not VINtage (that's a sommelier joke) but good enough. He even hit 2 Ts and a T-40 along the way for good measure. He managed to let Michael wriggle off the hook in game 2. But, as with Mungo from Blazing Saddles ("Don't shoot him... you'll just make him angry.") We know with Vince that beating him has the same effect. He walked away with a W in leg 3 taking out 60.
Overall, the Dartbag Spectator give him a score of 92 and describtes Vince as "Bold, but not ostentatious. An intense player, well rounded, that takes several minutes to fully open, but holds up well and provides a smooth finish"
And with that, the Spooky Dartbags were up 5-3.
Up next was Fr. Hefner vs. Omer. Omer brought his good darts with him, but Big Friendly Hef managed to hang tight. In the first two games he had shots at outs before the opportunities quickly vanished. A slight variation in throwing technique seemed to help him regain the suave style that he is known for; back to back 97 and 95 put him on 80 and looking good. But Omer sitting on 95, wouldn't give him the chance going T-19, D-19 on two darts to end the party. Tip your cap. It's all you can do. 5-7 Flight risk heading to Cricket.
Frank'nTim started off against Jim and Tom. Tim gave Frank a pep talk.
Tim: Pretend they're Gaul.
It worked. The Captain came out firing with III Round IVs to start. The good guys cruised to an easy with Tim providing the "nightcap" with a D-cork. In leg two... well, let's just say the 'Bags were the Romans, Flight Risk were the Gauls and leg two was the Siege of Alesia. I don't think I need to tell you what happened there!
But I will. (We won in a rout.)
In the final leg, the 'Bags trailed big, but sought graces from Jesus. Cup made the sign of the cross to convey his blessing and the match turned around. It may have started as a tension-lightening joke, but it worked. We felt the Power and the Glory. Tim caught fire and started closing numbers 2 marks at a time. Frank hit V XVIs to put up some points and Tim sealed the deal with a bullseye to eke out the greatest miracle since the loaves and the fishes.
Veni.... vidi.... and vici. (8-7 'Bags.)
Up next were the wine experts, Cup and Vince. They faced off against Omer and John creating the somewhat uncomfortable match up of Mohammed vs. Jesus. The 'Bags were up nicely in game 1, but Omer hit an R-7 to turn things around and the Grassroots gang rallied for a surprise win. In the last 2 legs, the 'Bags were game, but it wasn't enough. Omer was en fuego and the home team to two more hard fought victories. 10-8 Flight Risk.
On to Double 01.
Vince and Tim squared off against Michael and Scott in game 1. We dropped that one and the slide was now 4 games in a row. But the Dartbags rallied strong. In game two they got in early and Vince uncorked a T-35 (juuuuust missed a patch) to create some separation and later sealed the deal to win a close one and stop the bleeding.
The final leg would be another close battle. With Flight Risk poised to exit on 32. Tim was sitting on 85, Tim went for the T-15, but caught a T-10. On 55, he promptly put one in the heart of 15, and after a brief moment to gather his conentration smacked the D-20 for a class finish! Great work by America's favortite bon vivant and soft-core pornographer! This really fired up the troops (Maybe even a bit too much because Jesus's free "wine refills" had us pretty buzzed by that point. I don't know if they did "chest bumps" at the Wedding at Cana, but bouncing bellies with someone who outweighs you by 100 lbs is a risky proposotion after 3 bottles of beaujolais). The score was 10-11. The W put the 'Bags in a position to win the day with a sweep.
The 'Bags' Frank and Cup would face off against Omer and Tom, the other team's toughest pair. Frank got the 'Bags in on the first round and some double-in trouble for Flight Risk let them build up a lead. Cup put the game away with a D-2. The second leg was nip and tuck. After Cup busted on 77, the other team missed their 40 out to land on 32.
Cup: Pick me up.
Frank obeyed the Lord and went Trip XIX, Doub X on two darts to close out the second leg. The Dartbags would drop the final leg to end the proceedings in a 12-12 tie -- which has been par for the course the last few weeks.
Nonetheless, this was a fun night. We didn't play our best darts, although, to be fair, if they didn't have Omer, we probably walk away with 14-15 points. I think the first annual (semi-annual???) Halloween Dart Night went quite well. It's difficult to take yourself (or the game) too seriously when you're dressed up like a complete jackass. The only thing that would have made it better would have been a bigger crowd. But fate conspired against us that evening. Thank you to all who made the scene and got into the spirit of it. Next week is at GK versus The Taint.
See you there.
ASP ReCap:
Sommelier: 475
Jesus: 348
Father Hef: 287
Mark Antony: CCV
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