And now I am the proud member of a dart league. Yes that's right a DART league. Who knew that even existed? Not me, that's for sure.
Our friends asked if we would be interested and even though I'd never thrown darts before I said SURE! with great enthusiasm. Hoping of course they would forget all about it.
For the past two Thursday nights I've been at a local bar by the name of The Coppertop. Sounds classy huh?!
I've got the lingo down. I can throw without having the dart ricochet back and smack me in the forehead. I've seen actual improvement and even worse, I'm actually having fun. Am I crazy?
Don't answer that.
Our "season" doesn't begin for a few more weeks but we've agreed to meet weekly and practice
It's Thursday. Tonight you can find me at The Coppertop, swigging down some iced tea, inhaling insane amounts of second hand smoke and playing a mean game of cricket or 301.
Provided I can double in.