The title of this blog is in relation to darts. Now don't get me wrong, I love watching darts on the TV. Sid Waddell's classic one liners, the chanting of the Ally Pally crowd and the near lethal amounts of alcohol. But, its not really a sport if a man with a physique like Andy Fordham can be one of the greats. Plus having just watched the annual tungsten toss at the lakeside you don't even have to be that good to take part. Averaging less than 30 points a dart is poor even by David Blunkett's standards. Then again seeing Phil Taylor throw darts like exocet missiles does prove there must be some craft and technique to the game. All in all I personally feel that no sweat = no sport, so in theory darts doesn't count and is a waste of time, but rules are made to be broken and the exception to this one is provided by the great Sid Waddell himself, "This lad has more checkouts than Tesco's". Any activity that can have a line like that said about it is solid gold.
Here's an interesting thing I recently discovered, if you go into any shop in the world, walk up to the most gorgeous sales assistant and ask her for a random item of fancy dress that they probably won't sell, she'll be like putty in your hands. I am a fairly unattractive chap, and I have a balding housemate who is even more terrifying on the eye, but when he walked into H&M in the bullring and asked about animal print onesies the young lady he cornered looked like at him like he was Johnny Depp! Every shop we went into in search of costume pieces gave us the same result, smiley faces, cheeky banter and a look in her eye that says, "Meet me by the waterproof macs in 5". All I can put it down to is that women love confidence and a man who is slightly crazy in his efforts to separate himself from the crowd. So, this weekend I'm off to Selfridges to inquire about a lycra tuxedo to play rugby in.
No cautionary tale this time I'm afraid.... oh go on then, just a quick one. Keeping with the theme of fancy dress, if you do have to go out and make a spectacle of yourself make sure you do it in a tough, durable costume. Under no circumstances do you make a suit out of bin bags and then wear it to the SU... especially on a night when no one else is in fancy dress. If you do, the, "costume", and I use the term quite loosely, won't last 5 minutes before getting ripped off and you will walk home semi naked in the freezing cold at 3am.
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