"VJ...remove your hands from your throat before throwing darts please" - Various Artists

Look at this sick bastard. Ten butcher knives with his feet?

Last night marked a new low in darts. We played "The B Team" and unfortunately we played like the F team. Where the hell are B.A. and Face when you need them? Struggle, struggle...we lost. Now 1-3. The only good news that came out of that debacle is that the Old Man got on the winning side of things.

Adding monetary injury to that insulting loss, The Goat and I fumbled through 9 games against the guys from the Alley Ratz and came out W30 000 on the losing end. I should have known better, but I honestly thought that I would find the groove after tanking so badly in league play. The groove remains on the FBI's most wanted list.

Nobody practices more than we do, and nobody tanks games more either. Cripes! Ah well, what's done is done...next week will be interesting. I am downloading Judge Desmuke's audio book right now for a few pro tips.