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...
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...
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