Monday, September 22, 2008

Week 1: Fall 2008

Last Season, Lilly Lally
& Joy Harmon

By Cuppa Joe Gasparino

What the heck am I talking about? I don't know, the dog apparently ate Frank's writeup...

But what I do know is that we, the Dartbags blog editors, El Capitan, aka Cpt Furious, Frankenstein, Trekmaster 7500, and I, Cuppa, aka Senor Cocon, apologize for the delay in our recet postings.

From here on out, we promise to do a better job delivering these writeups on time, to you, our loyal readers and fans.

We've been busier than ever though....especially since last season's playoff berth, and heinously heinous dismissal at the hands of A3's Sullivan Slingers. Our A-games were checked at the door, except for a ridiculous performance by CUPPA (yeah, thats right) in cricket, that saved us from utter embarrassment.

From the "salt in wound" files.....literally 1 minute after we got hayadoin'd by these guys, Glenn, aka IYH, The Werewolf, decided to tell us that he quit. Questionable timing, but fine. It didn't go over that well at that moment, understandably. The dead corpse of our season still being warm...but ok, guy. It happens.

In the end, however, The Werewolf decided he couldn't leave us, and is now back on the squad this season, albeit in a limited role. We'll take it. Thanks, guy.

In other news...as most of you may know already...Frank and Lillian are getting married! Congrats! Well done, El Capitan. See you in Carmel. Most of the 'Bags, active and retired, will be there in force. Its gonna be a glorious time.

In related news...

Apparently, there has been discovered, a woman named Lilly in Frank's family tree. Long ago, she married a man. That man's name is Tom.

Tom Lally.

So walks the earth, a relative of El Capitan, named Lilly Lally.

And, no...there is unfortunately no relation to our beloved White Hawk, Tom Lally.

But indeed, a Lilly Lally....fortunately....does walk the earth.

In completely unrelated news...

We hereby introduce to you this season's Honorary Dartbaguette (TM), Joy Harmon.
























Why, you might ask.

Answer: If you have to ask...go watch Cool Hand Luke.

Joy, a former runner up for Miss Connecticut, will be rooting us on this season, from her Burbank, California digs, where she's been operating a successful bakery and catering business called "Aunt Joy's Cake's", since her halcyon days as a hollywood starlet.

We can sure use all the help we can get. Thank you...my Lucille.

And speaking of Cool Hand Luke...the 'Bags made a roster change this season. We added Cool Hand Chris, aka The Freak, aka Chris Mellen, the c-melliest darts player in the NYDO. He's been a Dartbags relative for about 8 years now, called up from the 'Bags farm system, the Starving Dartists, now in B-league. He'll be making his A-league, and Dartbags debut tonight. Good luck, freak. I can c-mell what you're cookin'.

(gotta wrap up...)

Our new season has begun.

Week 1 kinda stunk actually. Fun, but it took about half the night for the cobwebs of summer to be cleared away. With Cuppa, The Captain, Vince, and Edna, we put out a schitzo hot and cold effort.

We played HOD. A deep team of solid throwers who were moved up from A3, after a ridicufinish to their season. With a few changes to their roster, I think they're gonna make some noise this season.

Like I said, it was indeed good times, despite the loss. Most of the guys we've known for a while now, and as a result, ended in an old fashioned 2am job. Nice work. Hope made an appearance. The Aqua Velva was out. It was also Frank's birthday. Happy Birthday once again, guy.

We lost 14-10.

The details are un-important.

Actually, the dog ate the details.

So deal. Talk to The Captain.

Lets see...Dennis Hayes, who was redarted most of the night, hit a ton-80 on his opening round of the second singles game of the season. Nice job.

Did I mention that Joy Harmon is the new Honorary Dartbaguette (TM) this season?

























Week 1 ASP's:

CUPPA - 795
FURIOUS - 538
Vince - 400
EDNA - 240

Tonight we're playing the Jumbled Alien Paranoia...

...am I crazy or...I don't get it. But we're playin' them.

At Failte whiskey pub, on 2nd ave between 29th and 30th st.

Be there, or be a raging tool.

Rock on.

Outtie like Gowdy.

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