Tag: #Darts2023

  • Littler joins the big League

    Littler joins the big League

    In the least surprising development since it was known the Pope was a Catholic, Luke Littler’s meteoric rise in the darting world continued apace this evening when it was announced the soon-to-be 17 year old was added to the field for the forthcoming Premier League. The Warrington lad has taken the sporting world be storm…

  • The game and the fans are real winners as epic battle enters home straight

    The game and the fans are real winners as epic battle enters home straight

    When I was 16 years of age, completing the Junior Cert was Mount Everest. And a power cut during the first day of the State Exams which necessitated me to stay in school until 6.30pm catching up added another uninvited layer of trepidation. Other than that, becoming more efficient at driving a powered wheelchair, ditto…

  • You can throw the form book in the furnace

    You can throw the form book in the furnace

    When Meath football was at its zenith in the late 1980s and early to mid ’90s, they must have been a nightmare for anybody attempting to preview matches going on what sort of form teams had been in leading up to the fixture in question. Furthermore, oddsmakers must thank their lucky stars in-running betting wasn’t…

  • Call me Grinch if you must but in this corner sport saves #Dartsmas!

    Call me Grinch if you must but in this corner sport saves #Dartsmas!

    It’s beginning to look a lot like #Dartsmas. If you’ve been perusing content in this location for any length at all you’ll know the months of November and December are absolutely detested here. It’s been so for more than a decade at this stage but has been amplified to incalculable levels since da departed for…

  • Strength in numbers lets the dragons torch the rest

    Strength in numbers lets the dragons torch the rest

    One of the blessings, or curses depending on what way you’re looking at it, of being liable to watch nearly any sport on the planet is that there’s very seldom a shortage of something to occupy the mind with. Be that as it may, I would always be a great believer in ‘A place for…

  • Ferret shows the fluctuating fortunes of rapidly changing picture

    Ferret shows the fluctuating fortunes of rapidly changing picture

    How in the name of who or whatever runs the world is it April already? It only seems like last week one was brimming with giddy optimism for Colm O’Rourke’s stewardship of the Meath team, the upturn in Manchester United’s fortunes under Erik ten Hag and the, as it was then, forthcoming Cheltenham Festival. Now…

  • Green Machine going up through the gears

    Green Machine going up through the gears

    In sports where combatants compete on an individual basis, it logically follows that opponents will cross paths with each other fairly regularly. For example, Tennis and Snooker and Darts. The latter being the focus of attention hereafter. Between the ordinary ‘Floor’ tournaments and the bigger televised events, even Stephen Hawking would get hard to keep…

  • He’ll make sure we keep talking about him

    He’ll make sure we keep talking about him

    The prospect of Eamon Dunphy, John Giles and even, Lord help us, the most boring man alive, Liam Brady, in conversation is always worth a listen. Though it will never be quite the same without Bill in the chair. Now read on… Recently, the latest edition of Dunphy’s excellent podcast, The Stand was happened upon…

  • Move over Spielberg, this Hollywood star writes his own script

    Move over Spielberg, this Hollywood star writes his own script

    The above heading could quite easily be in reference to Rory McIlroy. The world’s most talent-endowed golfer literally is from Hollywood. The Co Down incarnation that is, not the one with the famous paving slabs. It would be quite the document too, given all the highs and lows the soon-to-be 34 year old has gone…

  • You were right there Michael on the night

    You were right there Michael on the night

    Few, if any, however, could’ve predicted the manic majesty of what was to transpire when the two combatants returned to the oche after the first stanza. Put in this way, there was more than Wayne Mardle lost for words.