Screw Up

I really do appreciate, the fact you're playing darts on Monday.  This week, many people accommodated my personal need to move our usual Tuesday match, so I could attend a Jimmy Buffett concert.  And, to paraphrase Jimmy, the bar maid brought a pitcher, another round of brew.  And honey, we sure did get drunk and I screwed us.

Despite playing at Bleecker Street, a favorite of The Ship, it was an uncomfortable Monday.  First off, we were all confused by the day, and as Turner said, this was supposed to be our "throw day," not a game night.  Plus, we were cramped in a corner because there were two matches being played.  The discomfort showed early, as both Rich and Andrew dropped two S501 games.  Dave got us off the schneid with a win, and John made us feel a little better with two wins.  But The Ship was in a weird position, down 5-3, and the plan to play on Monday was not looking good.

Cricket was equally disconcerting, as Rich / Andrew split, despite playing heads and tails above their opponents.  John / Fred also split, and The Ship was down 7-5 after Cricket.

John / Dave ran into a Monday buzzsaw to start D501 and dropped both games.  Rich / Andrew salvaged a little bit of the night with two wins to end the evening  Overall, though, it was a rough night, as The Ship lost its first match of the season.  I just bought a water bed, it's filled up for me and you... can dunk me in it.

Props:
Andrew - Dominating the AS points with 415.