End of season

Another season is done.  Pulled out a victory against Cke Mix, our sister team from Bless U, 23-13.

Next week is the first round of the playoffs.  Unfortuneately. I will be in the USA so here’s hoping the Blue Bulls are still alive when I return.

Tonight I also committed to play for the Rubbies next season.  Scott and Craig are returning to Canada, and I will be returning to my home bar, Dolce  Vita.  As I said tonight, I’m a Blue Bull through our victory in the tourney.  But I’m also looking forward to to being a Rubbie next year….

 Peace out.

Back from Busan

Well, I survived my first team MT (management training) trip.  I guess my general feeling is I’m getting too old for this sh*t.  Not that I didn’t have a good time, but I couldn’t take many weekends like this one and remain amongst the living.  So, here’s the story in 25 pictures:

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Started at Seoul Station at 1300.  The KTX to Busan is about a 3 hour ride.  Seung Youb overslept and missed the train.  Luckily, trains run every 30 minutes or so, so Koichi and Wan Jun waited for him and took the next train down.

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As always, we had a nice ride on the “Iron Silk-Road”, and at 300 km per hour, the miles (er, kilometers) just flew by.  To entertain ourselves during the journey, Craig taught us the game of Euchre.  I brought along some beef jerky and mixed nuts for snacks.  Scott brought a couple of quarts of beer, and when that ran out we ordered more from the train concessionaire.

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Tae Hun and Scott enjoying the ride.

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As were me and Craig.

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Did I mention we drank some beer along the way?

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We arrived at our destination, the beautiful port city of Busan.

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This is the promenade in front of Busan Station.  It was a fine, warm, sunny afternoon in Korea’s second city.  When the other team members arrived, we cabbed to the Commodore Hotel, dropped off our gear, and headed out to start our night.

Our evening activities centered around a local dart venue named Metro Bar.  The owner, Johnny Jung, graciously met us where our cab dropped us and escorted us to a nice restaurant near his bar.

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That’s Johnny on the far left.  On the menu: galbi, samgyapsal, soju, and beer.

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Tae Hun handled grill duties.

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After our meal was completed, it was off to Metro for what else, darts!  Metro has a nice set-up with four electronic boards and a token steel tip board for us die hards.

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Scott and Craig throwing a game…

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While Wan Jun shot some pool.

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The local darters were out throwing as well, and they made us all feel welcome.  Can’t beat that Busan hospitality…

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A live action shot of darts in progress.  I guess there’s a reason it isn’t much of a spectator sport.  Now, you may have noticed that all the photos inside Metro appear blurry and out of focus.  Well, funny thing is, that is just how things were beginning to appear through my eyes as well.  There was some serious drinking going on.  The boys were hitting the Jack Daniels really hard.  I stuck with beer because hard experience has taught me that Jack Daniels ain’t no friend of mine…

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The highlight of the night for me was participating in the doubles soft tip tourney.  I’m not much for that version of the game, but when in Busan do as the Busanonians do I suppose.  I drew Seung Youb as my partner.  Given our state of inebriation and my lack of familarity with the game, it was a struggle.  Somehow we managed to make it to the championship round where we met Johnny (the second ranked player in Busan) and his partner.  It was a see-saw battle, but in the end Seung Youb and I pulled out the victory and shared the W50,000 prize money.  The lovely lass pictured above was Wan Jun’s partner and we met them in the first round.  She throws as good as she looks and it took a minor miracle for us to eek out the win against them.

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Here’s Tae Hun, Seung Youb, and a local named Q, taking a breather and enjoying liquid refreshment between games.  Before the night at Metro was over, the Blue Bulls had consumed 3 bottles of Jack and more beer than I could count.  Plus two platters of chicken wings. 

After saying our goodnights at Metro, we cabbed back to the hotel.  Lacking the good sense to call it a night, we hit an after hours club across the street and had LOTS more beer and whiskey.  Butchered a few songs with Karaoke as well.  Things started getting a little crazy after that and the owner suggested that it was time for us to leave.  But what happens in Busan, stays in Busan, so the story will remain untold.

I stumbled into my rack a little after 0300 and slept the sleep of the dead.  Brain dead, no doubt.

We had a 1300 train to Seoul today, and I was up and around by 1100.  So, I decided to snap a few photos of my surroundings.

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This was the window covering in my room.  I thought it was pretty cool.

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The lobby at the Hotel Commodore.  What a nice place.  I enjoyed the very few hours I spent here and was quite comfortable.  Koichi is in the travel business and he got me a W48,000 rate.  I’m sure it would normally cost at least twice that.

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The hotel is beautiful on the outside as well, don’t you think?

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The view from my room.  Not to shabby, eh?  Busan is a beautiful city.  I’ve heard it compared to San Francisco of Rio de Janiero.  Not sure I would go that far, but I’ve always enjoyed spending time here.

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So, it was back to the train station.  They had this dragon out front.  Breathed smoke and everything.  And the tail and legs moved. 

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We all survived, none to worse for the wear.  L-R is Tae Hun, Seung Youb, Scott, Wan Jun, me, Koichi, and Craig.

Thanks for having me along guys!

Blue Bulls do Busan!

My dart team is taking its traditional “MT” to Busan today.  This is my first year with the team, so I’m not totally sure what to expect.

What’s an MT?  Good question, and one I asked myself.  Here’s the response I got:

In the world of Konglish, that means “Membership Training”.  It is commonly
used by students and company workers when they have a trip organized by
their school or company, which generally boils down to heading out of town
and partying for a couple of days.  It is amazing the acceptability of it
though.  If I told my [Korean] wife “Honey, I’m going down to Busan to play darts and
get smashed with my buddies” she would tell me to F-off, but when I say “We
have team MT this weekend” it all seems quite acceptable and normal. 

So there you have it.

Seven of us making the trip via KTX.  I’ll be back Sunday night with a full report.

Spanked

Well, Guzzlers from Geckos took us down tonight 21-16.  I guess you’d call that a spanking.  I managed a 7-5 showing, but it coulda, shoulda been 10-2.  Well, that’s the way the dart flies sometimes. 

Let me introduce you to the Blue Bulls from Bless U PUb:

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L to R: Scott, Seung Youb, Koichi, Yours Truly, and Ali.

We win, we lose, we have fun.  That’s what it’s all about.

Ask a darter

Perhaps a new feature for the LTG faithful.  Not that I’m qualified to answer, but I have gotten a couple of informal inquiries, so I will take a crack at responding.

The first wasn’t exactly posed to me directly, but rather as a Google search of “how to overcome doubts when facing the final game in darts” which led the requester to one of my dart posts.  I don’t think that particular post was responsive to the question however.  So, here goes:

In my view, darts is one part mechanics, one part strategy, and one part mental.  I wouldn’t go so far as to say they are equal parts, but they are equally important in that your game will suffer significantly if you are weak in any one of them.

This question on overcoming doubts relates to the mental portion of the game, which coincidentally may be the weakest aspect of my play.  Which means I’ve thought about it a lot, but just have not found any completely satisfactory solutions.  This is what I strive for:

1. Play the board, not your opponent.  In league or tournament play you will inevitably encounter a player who is statistically superior.  They can be beat of course, but you have to be on your game.  Ultimately, it doesn’t matter who you are playing because it comes down to you and the board.  Simply stated, while you can’t control your opponents throws, you can control your darts.  It’s you against the board, so play your game, your way.

2. Stay focused.  So what if your opponent comes out with a 7-mark or high ton to start the game, there’s a long way to go and a lot of numbers left to work with.  If you get shook, or strive for perfection on every throw, you increase the odds of failure.  Steady beats flashy, at least most of the time.

3.  Think positive.  Easier said than done to be sure.  But it is my observation that when you go to oche you should be thinking “I’m going to hit this” rather than “I can’t miss this”.  Visualize success, not the consequences of failure.  And don’t let the bad dart you just threw impact the darts in hand.  Too often one miss turns into three because that first dart gets in your head and starts the self-fulfilling negative thought processes.

4. Don’t let up.  I find I tend to play better from behind.  It seems when I have a lead I relax or deviate from playing solid fundamentals.  Keep the killer instinct from the first dart to the out.

5. Relax.  At least in Pub play, it’s important to have fun.  When you are having fun, you tend to be relaxed.  I frequently throw my best darts in practice or pick-up games.  In league play, I put pressure on myself (e.g. don’t let the team down) which tends to make me tense and tight which affects accuracy.  Take some deep breaths at the oche, block out distractions (internal and external) and let the dart fly.  Hit or miss, that’s the best you can do.  And there’s always another game and redemption on the horizon.

The second question comes from commenter Dentoku, who asks:

How much does beer drinking during a tournament affect your play?

The short answer is “as much as I let it”.  I have touched on this briefly, but I will elaborate a bit more here. 

Darts is a sport of hand/eye coordination.  So, anything that adversely affects your motor skills is going to adversely affect your game.  However, many darters subscribe to the theory that drinking actually enhances their game.  So, what’s the explanation?

I think it comes down to throwing relaxed.  Especially for experienced darters, your throwing rhythm and release point can be attributed to muscle memory (meaning lower brain functioning).  When you overlay cognitive thinking you tend to “aim” and force the darts, instead of “seeing” the target and throwing to it naturally.

So for me, 2-3 beers and I’m relaxed and in the zone.  5-6 and I’m getting uncoordinated and generally worthless.  Your mileage may vary.

Thanks for participating in this edition of Ask a Darter.

Victory!

The Blue Bulls took down Beer B4 Bulls from Blue Frog tonight 22-15.  I was a disappointing 6-6, but hit my share of marks, including a 5 bull, two 3BCs, and a 7 mark.  So, we should still be clinging to first place, pending our make up game Thursday with Eberhardt.

Stay tuned.

As the dart flies

I competed in the Seoul International Dart League midseason doubles tournament yesterday.  It was a mixed A-B Division format, meaning the top ranked A player was matched with the lowest ranked B player and so on throughout the players registered for the competition.  I think this works well, because you avoid having the top players in each division teamed up which sometimes occurs in the blind draw format.  Yesterday we had a good balance on the teams which made for a highly competitive tournament.

I went in ranked #7 in A division and was matched with Podge who is currently #11 in B division.  I hadn’t really seen Podge throw that much, but I felt we had a tough job ahead of us as there were some real strong players teamed up, including several A-A combinations.  Of course, rankings don’t count for anything, it’s all about throwing good darts consistently.  And for the most part, that’s what we did.

I was quite impressed with Podge, and he actually carried me pretty much in our first match.  I picked it up after that, and we really started to roll.  In the semi-finals of the winner’s bracket we faced off with Craig and Grant.  It came down to the third leg, and we were up in the cricket leg.  Then I made a strategic error, opting to close a number instead of throwing for points.  Craig punished my stupidity by throwing a 5 mark and snatched the win.

Podge and I fought back through the loser’s bracket and faced Craig and Grant again in the Championship game.  Unfortunately, I was out of gas by then, and they promptly dispatched us 2-0.  Ah well, it was a great day and I’m not hanging my head over a second place finish.  Splitting the W210,000 prize money was also pretty sweet.

It was also a good day for the Blue Bulls (my team in league play).  Teammate Craig took first, I got a second, and Scott and Ali took third.  I spent a good part of my winnings on my bar tab as we were all in a celebratory mood after a hard days work darting.

Another fine day in my sporting life.  Heh, rumor has it that darts will be included in the 2012 London Olympic Games.  If so, I guess that would make me officially an athlete.  Imagine that!  Of course, I also lift weights.  12 ounces at a time.  Too bad beer drinking isn’t a sport, eh?

A squeaker

Last night we eeked out a tough win against Rubbies at Dolce Vita Pub, 19-18.  Scott and I went 3-0 in the last round of doubles mix (cricket and ’01) to secure the victory.  I had an average night, going 7-5 but didn’t hit many marks.  I’ve pretty much come to the conclusion that I am just an average player who occasionally has moments of brilliance.  What I have considered inconsistency is really just a reflection of the reality that I do not throw excellent darts on a regular basis.  I am in fact consistently average.  I believe that realization will help me enjoy the game more as it eases my frustration when I do not meet the inflated expectations I have set for myself.  Of course, I will continue to work hard at improving my game, but I am pretty much resigned to the fact that I will never be in the top tier of amatuer pub darters.  So, having fun and staying in the top ten in my division are I think realistic goals to strive for.

So, the Goat is no longer with us.  He has a new job that keeps him out of town Monday-Friday.  Fortunately, Seung Youb has managed to rejoin the team which is a big plus going into the final third of the seasons.  Barring a major implosion, we should make the playoffs where anything is possible.

 After the match last night, Koichi, Scott, Seung Youb and I went downstairs to the Bless U seafood restaurant for a bite of food and liquid refreshment.  I’m afraid the combination of soju, beer, and saki were a bit overwhelming as I spent some time on the bathroom floor after I arrived home.  Got to remember to stick with beer!

 Anyway, we had a great time darting and partying.  We are planning a team road trip down south in a couple of weeks which I hope to make.  A change of scenery is always good now and again.  I’m also going to make my first trip to the east coast next month if I can work up the courage to navigate the journey by car. 

So maybe I will even have a blog-worthy experience or two.

The results are in

I didn’t win the tourney yesterday.  I didn’t really expect or deserve to the way I threw.  Still, there were some nice highlights on my way to a 6th place finish (and 50,000 won). 

Started out with Becky who has really picked up her game.  She took the first ’01 leg, but I came back with two hard fought cricket wins.  It was a tight match and all credit to Becky who gave me just about all I could handle.

Next up was Wan Ji, someone I had never played before.  He’s ranked #1 in B division and he definitely has game.  I took the first cricket leg, then he smoked me in ’01.  I took the diddle for the third leg and of course called cricket.  Then proceeded to completely fall apart.  How bad was I?  In addition to way too many one marks, I threw six darts and hit nothing.  You can’t get away with that against good competition.  So, Wan Ji is closed with a 100+ point lead and I have 19s and 17s open.  I pulled a 6 bull shot out of my ass, and then followed with another double.  Of course, it was too little, too late.  Wan Ji pounded my open numbers to get the points back and then closed out the bulls for the victory, sending me to the losers bracket.

With all due respect, I didn’t feel like he beat me, I beat myself with some inexplicably bad darts.  People were congratulating me on the 6 bulls, but really you should never be in the situation where you HAVE to throw that to stay in the game.  Still, it won me half of the high mark pot; I split it with Dustin who threw a 9-mark.

I took Jim to move up in the losers bracket and had to wait awhile for my next round.  So, I drank some more beer and got good and relaxed.  Darts is a funny game.  Obviously it involves hand-eye coordination so you would think drinking would be counterproductive, but at least for me, when I just go up there throwing naturally I tend to do better than when I’m tight and trying to force them in.  Or so I tell myself.

Anyway, Alisteir the Scot went through the winner’s bracket undefeated.  I had a tough row to hoe just to get in the money (the top 8 finishers paid off).  I threw some pretty good darts to beat Chris B. who is currently ranked #4 in A division.  Which earned me the right to face off against Dennis, who has been smokin’ all season and is the top ranked player in the league.

I watched an espisode of Band of Brothers the other day and this young private was cowering in his foxhole to afraid to fire his weapon.  Captain Spears told him: “You know what your problem is soldier?  You still have hope.  Once you realize and accept the fact that you are already dead, you’ll be able to do your job as a soldier.  Now fire that weapon!”

I guess that was my attitude against Dennis.  I didn’t have any expectation of winning, so I was calm at the oche and just let the darts fly.  And boy did they fly good.  It was a hard fought match but I prevailed.  Beating Dennis was definitely the high point of my day.

And as fate would have it, next up for me was Wan Ji.  I was looking for revenge and feeling confident.  I took the first cricket leg.  The ’01 was tight wire-to-wire, and I took shots at the out 3 times, missing the mark by centimeters.  Damn, you got to take the out when you have the opportunity and I failed to do so which cost me the leg.  We played cricket the third leg and while I didn’t come completely fall apart like I did in our earlier match, I wasn’t good enough to win.  So, yeah Wan Ji beat me and hats off to him.  Actually, he’s a pretty nice guy and I’m looking forward to a rematch in the future.

Sueng Youb fought his way through the loser’s bracket to face off with Alisteir for the championship.  He had had to beat him twice and he proceeded to do so.  Congrats to both guys who threw some incredible darts.  Good job to Lonnie and Grant as well for putting on an outstanding tournament.  I had a great time.

Tourney Time!

Today is the mid-season singles tournament.  Looking forward to some good competition.  I don’t tend to play well in big money tourney’s for some reason.  And there’s a million won ($1000) on the table today.  We shall see which John shows up this time.  I can be good, and I can really suck.  Somewhere in between won’t cut it today.

 Had a good warm-up at the Dolce tourney last night.  Took a first and second place along with the high out.  Jeff won the drawing for the bull shoot (if you throw a double bullseye you win the jackpot).  That pot is almost 700,000 won at the moment.  So, as I was saying, Jeff won the drawing which allows you to take a shot at the double bull.  He asked me to throw on his behalf.  Talk about pressure!  So, the format allows three warmups, and then the money dart.  On my three practice darts I hit 3 single bulls.  So, I was in the zone.  I stepped up to the line, took a deep breath, wiped the sweat off my throwing hand, took another deep breath, focused on my target, aimed the dart, and let it go….

Single 18.  F**K!  Oh well, next time perhaps.  Sorry about that Jeff.

My bud Colin asks in the comments how I like playing for the Blue Bulls.  Colin was an original member of the team before moving to Vietnam and finding happiness.  Well, I do miss my home bar Dolce Vita, but I couldn’t ask for a better bunch of guys to throw with.  I’m sorry we are not doing better, although we are still in the hunt for the playoffs.  I am also disappointed that Seung Youb has not been able to play with us this year.  He was the highest ranked player in A division last season and I was looking forward to having him as a teammate and learning the secret of his success.  Unfortunately, he is the chef at a new restaurant the owners of Bless U Pub (our team sponsor) opened and is working every Monday night these days.  I wish Hyan Ah would cut us all a break and give him Monday’s off.  Ah well, darts don’t pay the bills like steady employment, so what can you do?

The Goat has been throwing real well, and passed me in the rankings this week.  We’ve always been pretty competitve when we play, so I am happy he’s on my side this year.  He’s got quite the temper and is a stickler for the rules, which has led to some pretty heated confrontations with opponents this year.  Almost came to fisticuffs the other night, but cooler heads prevailed and by the end of the match there were tequila shots and handshakes all around, which I was glad to see.  The Goat reminds me of how I used to be before I mellowed out with age.  I didn’t take any shit on the softball diamond back in the day.

Anyway, it’s all good and I’m having a great time, Colin.  Thanks for asking. 

 I’ll be in DC for a meeting the last week in April.  The bad news is I miss the first round of the playoffs.  The good news is I plan to hook up with my old friend Duke and his lovely wife Ji Young.  Duke introduced me to the sport of darts.  It will be good to kick his ass on his home turf!

 Ok, well I guess that’s more than enough talking about darts.  I’m gonna go throw some now.  Wish me luck!

No redemption

Well we dropped another much last night, this time losing to 3PO from Blue Frog.  I guess we are officially in a mid-season slump.  Once again we threw pretty decent darts, just not decent enough to win.  Argh! 

 I managed a 5-4 showing with a decent number of marks, but my inability to close out a game when I had the opportunity cost me big time.

 We have the mid-season singles tourney this Saturday, so I’m hoping for a good showing there.  We will rematch with 3PO on Monday night so instead of redemption we will be looking for revenge.  Stay tuned. 

One of those nights…

Well, we got our fanny’s kicked last night by the boys from Scrooge Pub. Pretty frustrating in that we threw pretty good darts, but they threw a tad better. I went 5-7 on the night but played better than that, hitting a fair number of 5 and 6 marks and a couple 3BCs.

So, we have a make-up match tonight against 3PO from Blue Frog, and hopefully redemption will be coming in short order.

A new beginning

Well, this post is about darts so move along if that subject holds no interest for you.

I titled this post “a new beginning”. But isn’t a beginning by its nature always new? Can you have an old beginning? I mean, even the beginning of the end is a start, and you can only start at the beginning right? Then again, you can have a new start, so maybe a new beginning is not redundant after all. Figuring out this kind of stuff makes my head hurt…

Anyway, last night was the opening of the new dart season. And my first night with my new team, the Blue Bulls of Bless U Pub. Bottom line up front, we won the match 22-15 against XOX, a Korean team from Friends Bar.

I could be charitable to myself and say I had a case of the opening night jitters, but the reality is I had my head up my ass, especially in singles cricket. Stupid, stupid stuff–mental mistakes and not following rudimentary cricket game management strategies. I threw at closed numbers and chased my opponent when I was down on points. Duh. I was lucky to come out of singles winning the one leg I managed. My darts were inconsistent (not unusual) but I did manage a couple of 7-marks, along with a 3BC and 3BS. So, I might have shot well enough to win except for my head being in the wrong place.

I fared a little better in doubles, going 4-2 in two games. Played smarter anyway, but wasn’t hitting the triples and bulls when I needed to. Ah well, the team won and I have the first week with the Blue Bulls under my belt, so it should only get better from here.

My new teammates are a great group of guys and I’m really going to enjoy playing with them. Craig (aka The Goat) brought some “medicine” in a flask which he asserted I had to partake in as a right of initiation to the team. Then mid-match we had a round of tequila shots and a toast of welcome. Apparently the team also has a tradition that the person who shoots the lowest score in the opening round of the team game, has to buy a round for the team. Somehow I managed to “win” that dubious honor by throwing a 26. Sorry to say that was not my lowest score during the game.

Anyway, I had a great time. We have a strong team (defending A division regular season champs) and I expect we will be in the hunt again this year. But win or lose I suspect we will keep the emphasis on having fun, which is where it belongs in my opinion. Of course, it’s a lot more fun to win and I hope to do my part to make that happen on a frequent basis.

And so ends my report.

Spam at 3 a.m.

Well, it’s cold. The weather girl in my sidebar says it’s 7 degrees F this morning. It’s the wind that gets to you though. Biting. Makes my face hurt.

The final “between the seasons” dart tourney was played at Bless U last night. Me and Scott (my new team captain) managed a 3rd place finish. Woulda/shoulda/coulda done better, but we didn’t hit the big numbers when we needed them most. That’s how it goes sometimes.

New season kicks off next Monday and it should prove to be a challenging one. 8 teams in the “A” division this time around and top to bottom they should all be competitive. Looking forward to getting back in league action.

You know, there outta be a law. I have a rarely used cell phone. Rarely used in the sense that I don’t make or receive many calls. And I keep it in the silent “vibrate” mode all the time. But if you miss a call, it will chirp once a minute or so to let you know. I would say that for every 5 text messages I receive, 4 are spam advertisements. That’s irratating enough any time of day. But this moring I am awakened by my phone periodically chirping. Tried to ignore it, but it won’t stop until you open the phone. So I get out of bed, turn on the light, find my glasses, open the phone, and sure enough, it’s f’n spam. So, I started the day pissed.

I hope there is a special place in hell for spammers.

One of those nights

The weather has been cold, but that’s nothing compared to my darts. I played in three tourneys at Dolce last night, although showing up and getting my ass kicked is more accurate. Started off ok in the first round of the singles tourney. Threw a Ton-80 and an 85 out. Then I ran in to CH who was en fuego. Two legs against him and out.

And that was my high point for the night. CH and his partner waxed us in both of the following doubles tournaments. Pretty frustrating night all and all.

Tonight is the Christmas tournament at Blue Frog. Here’s hoping a change in venue will wake my darts from their winter slumber.

Check back tomorrow for the results…

A better morning

Than yesterday at least. I don’t think I engaged in any inappropriate behaviors last night, so that’s a plus. In fact, I ran into the guy I went off on Friday night and apoligized profusely. We had a little chat about the circumstances leading up to my explosion and I understood where he was coming from. So, I was glad that he accepted my apology and I think we will put it behind us and move on without further incident. You can’t ever make it totally right, but I know we both felt better for having cleared the air.

We had a couple of nice dart tourneys at the Blue Frog last night. In the doubles I drew a somewhat inexperienced Korean, but he threw decent if inconsistent darts. We managed to beat Craig and Grant in the first round, but it was downhill from there I’m afraid. It was actually all on me, because my partner played better while my darts went to shit. We were the only team to beat Craig and Grant as they came back through the loser’s bracket to take first place. I was pleasantly surprised when we were awarded the 3rd place payout for our efforts (all of W10,000).

Next came the singles tournament, a format I prefer in some ways because it is all on you. No letting down a partner (or blaming them) if you fail. On the other hand, you have to beat players who are statistically better than you head-to-head, but I tend to like that challenge.

I got by Grant and Won Jun in the first two rounds of the winner’s bracket, setting up a confrontation with “The Angry Scot” Alistair. Regular readers know that Alistair is one of the top players in Itaewon and was certainly the highest ranked player in the tourney. He had played two tough matches against “The Goat” and Colin. Because we had been reduced to two boards, we had to wait quite some time before we actually stepped up to the Oche. As Alistair said after my 2-0 win, “you didn’t have your best darts, but they were good enough”. I felt pretty good, because it was the first time I remember beating him one-on-one in a money tourney. And it put me in the Championship round. Where Alistair promised we would meet again.

We did. By now it was after midnight and we had been playing and drinking since 7:00. So, rather than a test of dart skills it was more of who can throw best while intoxicated. The first leg was cricket and it was one of the strangest games I can recall. Alistair is notorious for his unorthodox cricket strategy, and this game was no different. I scored zero marks with first six darts, while he closed bulls and marked a couple of other numbers. For whatever reason, Alistair closed out the bottom half of the board (17/16/15) before I had any number closed. I figured the game was over at this point, but I kept working to close what I could and avoid being totally embarassed. Once I had closed 20s, we got into a points battle, with Alistair pounding 17s, and me answering with triple 20s. In between I kept working to close numbers and Alistair struggled on the top half of the board. When I finally hit my last bullseye for the win I was the most surprised person in the room.

Next was ’01, a game Alistair excels at. I hung with him to the end, where I was waiting to shoot for the 32 out. I’m still waiting, because Alistair hit the 40 for the win. Which took us to the deciding 3rd leg. I diddled a double bull and chose cricket. I played a solid game and Alistair struggled just enough for me to seal the victory. And take home W50,000. Well, I didn’t actually wind up taking it home, having got sucked into a card game I think is called Hula with a bargirl for drinks. Shoulda stuck with darts I guess. But it was fun regardless.

Wound up going to bed around 3:30 and was awakened at 6:30 by some kids playing in the yard of the downstairs apartment. What the hell they were doing up that early on Sunday is beyond me. I finally had to move into my guest bedroom for some quiet and much needed sleep. Woke up again at 10:30 feeling somewhat refreshed and made myself a classic American breakfast of bacon, eggs, toast, OJ and coffee. Not bad if I do say so myself.

I got an email indicating that folks at home may be worried about my state of mind these days. I guess yesterday’s post was a little disconcerting. Yes, I am going through a bit of a rough patch recently, but I am really ok. Some stressors at work and personally have occupied my mind of late, but I know that “this too shall pass”. And yeah, I have got to find a better way to relieve that stress than drinking. And I will.

No worries.

New-turd

Last night the Sliders lost to our sister Dolce team, the Rubbies, 17-14.

I went 2-7 on the night, so it is easy to do the math and determine who is most responsible for the defeat.

I played all 9 legs against Dave New (singles and doubles) and threw like shit. Hence the title of this post.

Actually, Dave threw excellent darts, killing me with 6 marks. I still had my chances, but couldn’t execute.

I’m actually in general funk, and my darts are just another manisfestation of my malaise.

I think I need a break. But I see nothing on horizon that points to any forthcoming relief.

Alas.

A better Friday…

…than the last one. No drama or bloodshed. Just some nice darts at the Dolce tournament and enough beer to drown the stress of the previous week.

Jim and me were teamed up in the “early bird” tourney. I was throwing pretty much up to par but Jim was on fire. We beat Dave New and Dano pretty handily in two cricket legs (they had destroyed us in ’01). That tooks us to Tom R. and Chris H. for the championship match. When Tom heard who we had played in the first round he exclaimed “you beat those guys!?”. Yep, and then we beat Tom and Chris 2-0 to take home the money. As I said, we were throwing good darts, and being disrespected like that gave us all the motivation required to stay focused on victory.

For Prime Time we did a singles tourney which was nice for a change of pace. I played against Jim in the first round, and you take him lightly at your peril (as we had proved in the first tourney). I started out strong in cricket but he caught me on the 17s and we had a classic pointing battle the rest of the way. It came down to me hitting a double bull to finally seal the win. We had a similar struggle in ’01, Jim had worked it to a 32 out but I got the double duece before he got the chance to shoot for it.

Next up was Chris, and I took him 2-0 as well.

So, it was me and Tom R. for the championship. I opened with 7 20s and continued pointing when the situation dicatated (i.e. 3rd dart no number to close). He didn’t like it much, but I’ve seen him play that way and really, that is basic cricket strategy anyway. The ’01 game was a classic battle. Tom was throwing 60+ consistently. I had two Ton-40s to stay close. He got a couple of tries at the out, but I closed the game first and won the singles tournament, going 6-0.

Betty from XOX and a Korean contingent came in just before the start of the “Die Hard” tourney. I was pretty drunk by now, but I entered on the chance that I might draw a partner who could carry me. Teamed up with Lonnie, and damn he tried but I was too heavy a burden. I had nothing left. Plus, we drew Betty (the number 1 player in “A” division now that Petro is gone) and a tall Korean (like 6’5″) who went by “Q”. We actually hung relatively close thanks to Lonnie, but they were too much in the end and we went down 0-2. Lonnie had chalked my match with Tom and I am sure he was wondering where those 7-marks and high tons went. Oh well.

By the way, since Alistair occasionly reads this blog I should say that he is capable of being #1, but he has got to do it at oche. He’s a teammate on Sliders, so I am definitely pulling for him.

All right, enough about darts. Time to get ready for Scott’s wedding today. He’s a great guy (notwithstanding his Canadianess) and we are all looking forward to the big event.

I’ll be back…

Opening night

Well, we started the summer dart season off with a nice victory over Cake Mix, 22-9. I didn’t play particularly well, going 5-4, but the bottom line is the bottom line. So, we shall see how it goes the rest of the way. Y’all can look forward to reading all about it right hear.

Don’t say I didn’t warn ya.

And so we meet again

No idea why I can’t get motivated to post more often. But here’s an update on what’s happening:

Work has been intense of late. Had an interesting opportunity to do some advocacy yesterday. A SOFA Special Committee is reviewing the removal action against one of our Korean employees. I presented management’s arguments. The SC is composed of a Colonel and a GS-15 on the US side, and a Director at the ROK Ministry of Labor and a university professor on the Korean side. I was in there three hours and several more on preparation, but I think it went well overall. The MOL represenative was a young female lawyer and she asked some tough questions, which I think I parried reasonably well. During a break she complimentated my “passion” for the case. At least I think it was a compliment. Everything was done through interpreters which I am not really used to doing. I think our interpreter had a hard time with me because I tend to talk fast anyway, and I would give longish responses to questions without pausing to let her catch up. Oh well, it was an experience for sure.

My dart team finished in first place during league play, and playoffs start Monday. Our top player, Petro, is moving back to the states so we won’t have him for the championship game if we progress that far (which I expect we will).

I achieved my goal of a top ten finish (7th). Playing “A” division was a challenge for me and I suffererd through a big mid-season slump. Throwing a little better now, I just need to keep my head in the game and play with a little more confidence.

Had a little go-awaying get together for Petro at Hooters in Apuejeong on Tuesday. Drank lots of beer and had a pretty nice time. Stayed out too late for a work night, but it was worth it.

Sad to say, that’s about all I have to report. Hmm, maybe this is why I haven’t been posting much lately…