SORRY people... never got round to writing a diary last week. I hadn’t played any darts really, but there would have still been a story... it just hurt too much to write it! Now you are thinking: “Is there a moving story coming here... or has he hurt himself again?”
Well, regular readers have probably sussed that it will be the latter... yep, I’ve been to hospital again!
As I had a bit of spare time on the darts front, I arranged an evening of karting with my brother Glen last week. We’ve been a few times before, and I even won a trophy last time! Not this time though; another driver lost control ahead of me, bounced off the tyre wall and went across the track backwards in front of me. I had no time to avoid him, hit him at about 50mph, he was catapulted from his kart and knocked out, and I gained myself two broken ribs – just what I needed as the hay fever season reared its ugly head for 2011. Got my first (and hopefully last) ride in an ambulance though!
Luckily the injury is to my left side, and doesn’t affect my throw. I’ve played a few games with the injury, and had the odd practice here and there, and gladly, the darts are going well... well they were until a slight blip on Tuesday night!
The Harvey League got underway, and our Kings Head side were away to the Corn Exchange. We got off to a bad start being 3-0 down, no thanks to me. I played Dudley Betson, one of the best players around Hailsham, and despite a good 108 away (double in) and some high scores, I got distracted twice at the end of the match, firstly when the wrong score was put up for Dudley, then when the checker turned around to tell me what I had left... I knew what I had, but timing was perfect, and I missed my double. We got back to 4-4, but lost the decider.
So that’s it, my bad luck is behind me now (I seem to keep on saying this) and I can get on with trying to qualify for the UK Open.
This weekend I’m playing in two events in Barnsley, so hopefully this is the real start of the year for me.