Darts

Any of you lot half decent at arrows?

Got any advice for a budding Phil Taylor?

I can usually hit a great line.. OR a good length... but rarely both.... and then i very often hit 5..... but not the bed, the actual wire number five... like my muscle spasms.....

Any tips greatfully received.

Practice, practice and practice some more Martian. Darts uses your brain memory and what the experts call muscle memory. The idea is to throw the dart using a repeatable arm movement almost every time. If your playing modern 2011 darts then drink only water when your playing. ,,,,, If however, your playing the game as it was in the 70's and 80's then drink at least 6 pints of beer per match and constantly smoke John Players Navy Cut ciggies.

Seriously, the best advice I can give is to relax.
I play darts for a local team (we have already won the local summer league with 2 matches left to play) and can honestly say, I play better when I'm down the pub on a Sunday afternoon playing friendlies than I do on a match night. My best ever finish on a match night this season has been 120, yet I regularly get higher finishes on a Sunday (once had a 170 finish playing the missus.. She was not amused. )

You watching Barney V Nicholson?

Sadly not Martian, If it's on Sky Sports, I can't watch it as I don't subscribe to any Sky channels. But I do like playing darts. When I was in my early 20's I did play darts at county level. Used to practice for at least 4 hours every day. I used to get up in the morning and put the kettle on and see how many 180's I could score before the kettle boiled. Every Sunday afternoon meant 3 hours in the local taking on all comers. Sadly I suffered from the dreaded dartitis in my late 20's ,, http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dartitis
Took me the best part of 10 yrs to get out of it and start playing again.( during which I played darts very infrequently)

Here's a site that will give you tips a plenty to help perfect your darts throwing.
http://www.nicedarts.com/

I have no great admission to make, but I don't really like darts, then my mate stood me and drove me to watch a professional darts match at Winter Gardens, at Blackpool, and knowing absolutely nothing about darts, wathing these pro players, and the atmosphere...this scary guy, sidled up to me, and says, who do you reckon for this match? I've just put a grand on him?

Knowing nothing of the 'sport', I attempted my best at blag..well, that bloke, looked at the scoreboard for his name, is losing, but he will come back, and win...

Next thing I know, there is a TV camera stuck RIGHT in my face, so every throw, I'm acting it up, without looking into the camera....without a clue whats going on...

When the camera goes away, I give a thumbs up to the crew, and rings my girlfriend...Micky! Micky! You gotta watch this! I'm live on Sky right now! She says, Moody....we don't get Sky Sports. I can't watch you....crushed!

So the night goes on, and Wolfie wins, as I suspected, and I approached him for an autograph...then realised I didn't have a pen or paper.

But I do now have a dartboard installed, with cabinet, fruit machine in the kitchen, so if Wolfie decedes to repay the favour..Nice one! But I'm rubbish at darts.

You need to practice sufficiently to be able to beat the local women's team otherwise take up lawn mowing. They don't like that see! If you get my meaning.

wreckedit said:

You need to practice sufficiently to be able to beat the local women's team otherwise take up lawn mowing. They don't like that see! If you get my meaning.

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Slight deviation from topic...

Stood bored to tears in a strange pub years ago and not having anything else to read...I perused the darts team rules on the wall.

Under the ladies darts section it stated... 'No more than two minutes between legs will be allowed'

I got some strange looks as I choked on my pint.

its all about practice,these pro's are on the boards 4-5 hours a day.

I'm pretty good playing in the house against friends and family and was even 'ON THE WIYA!' for a nine darter once so was put forward on a night out at the pub for a leg against local pro and plasterer Wayne Atwood (as seen on TV!) - BOTTLED IT!! Turns out he was in school with my sister too. I could hardly keep my arm still, so how the pro's do it on the big stage in front of all those people, and for all that money, is beyond me. I now stick to beating my family behind closed doors (so to speak! )

Watching the semis on tv now, so typing this has taken ages.