Well here we are almost half way through the seasons. I’m gonna vent a bit, so just close this article now if you get offended easily. I’m first gonna attack the sandbagger cheats out there. People know who they are, hell some may even say I am. I tired of watching a top player throw off to get their stat down. I’m tired of a league that doesn’t have reward for doing better. I’m tired of never seeing any punishment against the cheaters among us. They always find a team to settle into and do their deeds on. They do it all in the claim for money.

So the new season for soft-tip darts is upon us. I think I may have shocked and screwed a few people this season. In team there was this strong team I had made up, but somewhere a few weeks before going to Vegas, and while I was there, I decided I didn’t want to do that any more. I once told myself that if the game became so dependent on if I shot a bull or not, that it affected me having fun, I would quit. Well I was actually on that edge. I think if I played this season as originally planned, it would have been the last time for a while.

Well it's Thursday, usually by now I've checked to see who I'm playing against tonight and tried to prepare for the great stat race that has become NDA darts in Alaska. Instead, I've got 26 staples in my knee, not to mention the damn thing will not bend to save my life, and a few different things grab my attention.