First thing I learned about darts is don’t go for the bullseye every turn


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Good start. Back in the early '80's I played in a lot of Open dart tourneys. Open means anybody of any level can enter and play through the brackets. I think it was about 1982 when Leighton Rees, World Champion in 1978, was making the tourney swing through the southern US and he played in the $25K Shreveport stop. I came up against him in the third round. We were playing 301, best two of three. I threw out my ass the first game and beat him. A big local crowd gathered around pulling for me. Hadn't had enough to drink to calm those nerves. He never said a word and played the best games I had ever seen the next two. But, to this day I can say I beat a world champion ... at least once.

Hey u had his asre against a wall u balled out that’s a saints fan


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Good start. Back in the early '80's I played in a lot of Open dart tourneys. Open means anybody of any level can enter and play through the brackets. I think it was about 1982 when Leighton Rees, World Champion in 1978, was making the tourney swing through the southern US and he played in the $25K Shreveport stop. I came up against him in the third round. We were playing 301, best two of three. I threw out my ass the first game and beat him. A big local crowd gathered around pulling for me. Hadn't had enough to drink to calm those nerves. He never said a word and played the best games I had ever seen the next two. But, to this day I can say I beat a world champion ... at least once.

It sounds like the theme from Rocky or Over The Top from a Stallone film.


And I love it when they don't see you coming. My games were foosball and pool. I won the stick that was used in the Louisiana state Champions and went 14th in the Nationals from my friend. I was slightly better than he was. My eyes aren't what they used to be now though.

Now u talking , foosball was king in the mid 70’s had one in the dorm at N. St. baseball against football . I were decent; still with broken fingers and shiiit.


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It sounds like the theme from Rocky or Over The Top from a Stallone film.


And I love it when they don't see you coming. My games were foosball and pool. I won the stick that was used in the Louisiana state Champions and went 14th in the Nationals from my friend. I was slightly better than he was. My eyes aren't what they used to be now though.

My other game was cribbage. I learned to play it from my Dad when I was very young. I played doubles with my great-grandpa, my grandpa and my dad. The National Cribbage Championships were held back in the '70's in Raleigh, NC. It was organized by a gentleman named Nick Pond who was the Sports Editor at WRAL TV in Raleigh. I think it was the 1978 ACC basketball tournament in Greensboro during a break between sessions that I challenged Nick to a match of cribbage. We were in the "press lounge" and he had just played someone else and beat them. I was photo editor of the NCSU newspaper at the time and had casually met him before, but here is this kid challenging him. He said sure. We played best two out of three and I beat him two straight. He said I was the best player he had ever met under the age of forty and on the spot invited me to play in the World Championships that Summer which was held at the Velvet Cloak Inn in Raleigh. I ended up having to turn him down because I didn't have the money or time to travel back there because I was earning summer money for school while working at Louisiana Downs in Bossier City.

Ok AG I’m not googling cribbage , explain


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And Louisiana downs omg 1982 I went there to watch a horse called blind man run an ole uncles horse the dirt was red like blood on that track I were in awe u worked there awesome


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