Darts: a visit between the ears...

Well I guess it is parhaps time fo a an update. A lot of darts aoing on so perhaps not as much time to write so now to try to keep up to date,I am experimenting with writing the TBLAC blog posts  on my mobile device. Perhaps thrusting me a little more fully into the modern age. Not a bad trick for an old dog, eh?

As for the darts I have successfully transferred leagues and have had advance to meet my new Tuesday night team and I am happy to report that they are a fun group of people.  Some a little more experienced than others but all good       people and all keen on playing darts, which is really all that I ask  for.  I don't need to be on a championship team to learn, develop and grow as a darts shooter. In fact being possibly one if the better players on the team it might give me a certain kind of pressure for me too learn to cope with. As new as I am to the game I am learning just how important the mental aspects of the game are.  A calm focused and confident resolve it seems is what it seems wins the day where darts is concerned.  Which brings me to my Thursday league which started this past week.  It is i must say   (at least in the early going)a direct contrast to my Tuesday league, not in the quality of  people but rather in the  level of play.  Where i might challenge for top spot on the Tuesday team, on Thursday... maybe not so much. I played several games last Thursday (which i must say was a much appreciated treat. I won a grand total of zero legs, making it my worst outing results wise since I started playing half way through the summer season.  So why am I not all upset and sulky over it?  Well first of all and perhaps above all else I simply just love playing darts. The other goes back to my desire to learn and grow at the game. To me this supersedes and certainly exceeds whatever quick and easy gratification that might be garnered from besting a softer adversary!  Now don't get me wrong,I am no fan of losing, but can accept it and make good constructive use of it. While it would have been nice to have won art least a leg, it is not as if I was skunked every game. In fact with the exception of one leg I always had a chance to close on a single dart and in several instances I made it there first. OK  so maybe I'm suggesting that I more choked than simply got blown out of the water, but if you consider that I was playing against shooters a tier or more above me, well maybe there is something to be taken away from being so close so many times. If I can master my mental state and master my nerves (its a kind of excitement as much as anything) then I could turn these losses into wins.  This means keeping on an even keel, sticking with my solitary practice (for the confidence being prepared brings) and upholding the belief simply that I can win and that I have put the practice you're in that I have earned a win and that I will win.  Easier said than done of course, as my mental fortitude and ability to remain calm is very much a work in progress.

Only time will tell if I am up to the challenge. I just know that the best thing about darts is that win or lose I will have fun getting there.

I hope you will stick with me for the journey.  No telling where a little determination and about of passion for the game will take me.