CLOSE……BUT NO CIGAR
Cross Scythes were the visitors to the Greasy Chip Butty Arena on Thursday night. Scythes had arrived after reaching the lofty heights of third place in the league, and left, wondering how they managed to escape with a draw.
The Club had a number of players missing, but those AWOLs kept up to date with all the action from exotic locations such as Copenhagen, Minehead and the Magician’s grannies birthday party.
It was a case of could have…..should have, ..a recurring theme from this our inaugural season. In the opener, Woody got the short straw and came up against Dobby the House elf, ranked 7th in the league, who produced a couple of tons and a 78 checkout to take the opener 0 - 1. Game 2 was interrupted while the Brigadier inexplicably threw his pint onto the oche and then blamed everyone else. However, The Jailbird didn’t disappoint his fandom. In the corner, 97 year old superfan Doris in her enjoyment had to put her teeth back in when he converted double three to level the game.
The Stablemaster, who is currently on a no alcohol diet, needs to start binge drinking, as another opportunity was well within his grasp to record a surprise victory, but he couldn’t close the deal and we were 2-1 down. Next up, the Brigadier who fought valiantly in a match going toe to toe with his opponent. Chukka replied ‘it was an awesome sight, we saw more arrows than the French Cavalry did at Agincourt'. Chances came and went and the Brigadier eventually paid the price for such wanton waste. 1-3
The League’s Top Ranker, Paulo the Artist, then set about trying to restore parity with an accomplished performance, which resulted in a one dart finish which is about 20 less than normal. 2-3
As he likes it Chukka took the rear, (Eh…. Steady, Matron), a match that he was always ahead in, he produced a devasting finish to checkout 54 the crowd went wild, the Country Club ultras were witnessing history unfolding before their eyes. Parity had indeed been restored. Penfold admitted that ‘he was overcome with emotion’ Brett Naylor commented that the tears in his eyes had nothing to do with the darts, it was his round at the bar.
So for the second consecutive week, it came down to the wire, the heavyweight duo of Paulo and Chukka produced a dazzling display of quality darts. Paulo started it with a 160, Chukka finished it, 34 in two darts, double two, double fifteen. Unorthodox yes, clinical in a poetic beauty certainly. 4-3 to the club.
And to the decider, I’ve rarely felt tension like it, this was cutting edge, high pressure in an steaming cauldron, but fame is a fickle mistress, and tonight she came, she saw and then cleared off. Jailbird and Woody were left floundering on 32, after Jailbird had the opportunity to become immortal but failed miserably. Club 4-4 Cross Scythes
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