I can tell this year things are not going to be quite as easy as they were last season. We're going to have to bite and claw for every point, focus on each toss, go in for the kill when are opponents are down. In short, unlike in the B League where we won 10 straight, we can't afford to get lazy.
Last night, once the dust settled and we wiped the sweat beading on our brows, we looked up at the scoreboard: a 27-16 loss. The loss was against the number 1 team in the league. They politely told us that we were the first team to keep them under 30 points this year, but under their hollow, condescending praise, I could hear a different message. That message: "Welcome to the A League."
After last week's loss against Shakespeare's, that makes two defeats in a row. It's gut check time. It's time to figure out if we deserve to be playing with these guys or not. If we're good enough to be here, then we've got to prove it. If we're not, well, we might as well hand in our gear (darts, beer) right now.
I just paid for new darts, and God knows I'm not going to stop drinking beer, so that only leaves one option.
See you next week.
Note:
Despite the loss, we were able to muster some highlights. Murray went 4-2, and he and Brad have yet to lose the final game (worth the most points). And I had a hat trick (3 bulls eyes in three darts) and my first ever league 9 mark (triple 17, triple 15, triple 15) to cinch a victory in a tight match.
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