Like most people, I like to brag,

and my fav 'brag stories' involve throwing darts, which I used to be very good at, Colorado Champion in the 70's. For posterity, some of my fav dart stories include:
Fancy oak door to my office- When I built my house, was looking at some fancy oak doors and saw that the saleman had some dart trophies in his office. Long story short-- I said I'd pay double if he won and it was free if I won, with his darts on his board. I wrote the check and we had a game. I smoked him, and now have the (free) door.
On an "I Ski with KBCO' trip to Aspen, I had a buzz on when we were at an Aspen bar, watching a dart game, and I kinda scoffed when one of the locals couldn't close a game by hitting a bullseye. Also drunk, he jumped on me and said something like, 'Hey jerk, I bet you can't hit a bull'. I said, 'I bet you a hundred bucks I can, with your darts, in one turn' (3 darts). He whipped out $100, threw it on the table, to impress his friends, and I did the same. Long story short. I missed the first two, took a long walk around the bar, came back and hit the third, took the money, (when $100 was a LOT) and partied the rest of the weekend.
I won a trip to the US Open (on board the Queen Mary), in the early 70's and drew the reigning world champion, Tommy Kerr, from Wales. Long story short, I had a turn to BEAT HIM, in 501, but was so flustered I couldn't figure the 'out' cuz you gotta end up with a 'double' to win. After staring for a long time, Tommy told me the math, with a HEAVY accent, saying, 'Don't wanna beat a bloke cuz he don't know what to shoot at'. I missed, but it was SO close, against the world champion..
Was at Dave Cook's Sporting Goods, trying out new darts and the salesman called over his mgr, cuz I was hitting lots of bulls. When he got there, with 3 darts I hit 2 double bulls and a single. He said, 'I guess you'll be buying those!' I said, 'No, they just don't feel right', and walked out.
Enuff bragging for now, but I got more, including the time the Colorado Champion dart thrower (Paul Motzer) came into Potter's, my 'dart home' in Boulder, with a trophy and a new dart board he had just won in the state championship, (before I knew it even happened). Long story short, I won his new board, throwing darts. Bottom line, I LOVE to brag, and I was good, a long time ago...

Comments

Ranny said…
Who ever taught you to play darts must have been pretty good also
Fam Guy said…
Don't know that you TAUGHT me, but we did have some games, (at the Sunset?)

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