Darts & Juice

With so much drama in the N-Y-C
It's kinda hard bein The S-H-I-double-P
But we, somehow, some way
Keep comin' up with funky ass shit like every single Tuesday. 

Alright, let me kick a little something for the G's.  With everyone running late, it looked like things wouldn't get going until two in the morning.  But Darian took over, whipped out the rules, and then started things off with a win.  Andrew dropped game two, but then we turned off the lights and closed the doors, with a sweep of the next five S501 games.  Ship up, Matadors down, while we bounced to a 5-1 lead.

Now that we wanted some Cricket wins, everybody got their darts, and we all chipped in.  Everything is fine when we're watching the M-V-Ps, and Michael / Dave came through again with another two wins.  But then Rich / Andrew had some bubonic chronic that made them choke, and they dropped two games.  In the final round, Darian / Mindy told the Matadors raise up off these b-u-l-ls, cause you gets none of these.  They swept two games and The Ship was leading 9-3.

Later on that night, we came through with a gang of D501 games, and some fat ass W's.  Mindy / Darian started off with a win.  This ain't no joke.  Michael / Andrew kept it rollin, and there ain't no stoppin', The Ship was still poppin'.  Rich / Dave put a cherry on top to complete the D501 sweep and end the night with a 15-3 Ship win.  I'm out the door.

Props:
Dave / Darian - For rollin' up and down the street, and telling each other "You got to get yours but fool I gotta get mine."
Michael - With his mind on his darts and his darts on his mind.