The award goes to Paul Nicholson, a cunt who once wore sunglasses on stage, and called himself the Bad boy of Darts. I had face cloth's tougher than this cunt. A few defeats and a bit of criticism and his lucky run was over, his career spiraled downwards, where now he just spouts some of the most inane shit possible, and on comms speaks just for the sake of speaking no matter how ridiculous and retarded his comments are.
THURSDAY AFTERNOON
The World Senile Darts Championships started with poor old Bobby George looking like death. First up was Mason against Jenkins and it was so quiet you could hear a fly fart and a phone vibrating belonging to a "fan" in the the tiny crowd put Jenkins off in the very first leg.I knew right this was going to be live comedy and it did not let me down. That retarded child like cunt Nicholson told us how fit the 50 year old Mason was as the camera then showed Mason and his potbelly like a lot of 50 plus men would have. Talk about bad timing.
Tony O'Shea who never won a thing of note in his entire life and only used Lakeshite as a front for a nine day bender on the piss was sat in the crowd from the very start horsing pints, what a shock. The prick Chris Murphy told us how Jenkins loves his antiques, which was apt considering who interviewed him after his win, the antique Hells bells Helen Chamberlain.
Next up was the ex con, alcoholic and Scottish cross dresser Les Wallace against Darry Fitton who once the game was over could join O'Shea on the piss for the weekend, and as they were introduced there was audio issues, anyone surprised ? Fatton claimed this could be the next great chapter in his career. I must have blinked and missed the first great chapter. The skirt wearing Wallace looked like he was due to give birth at any moment. It was Andy Fordham levels of gut.It was so bad even Darryl Fatton looked slim in comparison and made Mason look like an anorexic. How can a person allow themselves to get in to that fucking state ? I was not going to torture myself watching that shit and took the dogs for a walk. I got back.to see Fatton won with an average in the 70s.
It was after quarter to four before the third game of the afternoon session started between Howson and Cameron, where at this point the mentally stunted Nicholson was insufferable as he went on about wasps and wondering if Keegan Brown would turn up to watch his friend Howson. No you stupid cunt, Keegan Brown will be in Barnsley for the PDC players championships. Seemingly Cameron is not famous in Canada for winning a past seniors event. which seemed to surprise the maggot Nicholson. A lot of dart fans in the UK have no clue about him either, its not like he is some fucking superstar. Despite dominating the first 2 sets, it was 1-1
The other mental cripple on comms Chris Murphy told us no one has taken out 156 more in darts than Barney, despite that being complete bullshit, then Murphy has history of just making shit up and trying to pass it off as fact.We got told Cameron lives 13 hours away and Howson just 5 minutes away at which point Nicholson tried to explain, in a ridiculous convoluted way how long 5 minutes from your house means by rabbiting about playing darts in his local petrol station.Again speaking just for the sake of speaking. Of course this went all 5 sets, and despite both players being quick, there was 2 slow jobbers on next and it was ten to five.
Bobby George told us he knew nothing about Darren Johnson again. It was after 5 o clock, when Butler hit the double to take the first set, as that prick Nicholson was telling us the recent scores in American football. It was no surprise a game of jobbers yet again went all 5 sets and at quarter to 6 it went to sudden death after both missed match darts, with Johnson wrapping it up just minutes before 6 o clock.
THURSDAY EVENING
The evening session started with Painter against Baxter, and off I went to watch the PDC, and when I checked back after the first PL match ended, Painter was 2 sets up and 2 legs up and missed the bull for the match, but Painter got another 2 visits and wrapped it up. Then we had Ray Stubbs speak how the best players in the world over 50 were there at the Circus Tavern, which was an absolutely retarded claim, when at the very same time Peter Wright who is over 50 and playing at a level we will not see in this clusterfuck was playing on sky TV in the Premier League. After that we got the alcoholic bulldyke Gulliver against Denis Harbour...fuck that for a game of Indians I thought, back to the PDC glorified exbo I went and watched Krusty and Aspinall, and when it was over I returned to see this shit was only starting the second set with Trina averaging in the 60s, and sure enough, I went back to the glorified exbo, when I returned after the Price-Dobey game it was still on. Harbour eventually wrapped it up against Trina's mid 70s average.
Then we had that lying spineless prick Adams, so said fuck that and went and watched 2 other pricks of MvG and Barbara, at least they each have a spinal column. After watching 2 Premier League matches I returned and the spineless giggling liar was still throwing against Jobber Prins who had 71 left to make it 2 sets all, and the useless jobber missed the big 18 to get a dart at a double and out he went. Up next was the fat farmer and Q-school failure Scott Mitchell and who besides a clubfooted brummie, a cock swallowing aborigine and a pygmy with victim persecution complex would watch that cunt when MvG and Price were on the other channel. I was done with this shit for the night.
FRIDAY AFTERNOON
Bob Andersonwas one of my favorites growing up, and after Bristow my favorite player, and I whilst I can understand every single player looking for a pay day, there is a sort of tragic feel to watch those you grew up watching struggle with age, loss of ability etc, and this was only compounded when Anderson lost to that scooty eyed cunt Jenkins. On the plus side I did not spend too long watching it and had the audio turned off whilst listening to some tunes. Likewise I had no idea of the standard of the Duff and Ashton game, and it was only when I turned it back on and saw Ashton was throwing for the set and she made it 2-2 in sets, on went the audio for the excuses, as the thought of Ashton sending Duff out was something many many people wanted to see, but sadly it was not to be as Duff was lucky to beat her in a tie breaker, proving yet again how any pub jobber could be a reigning WDF "champion". The prick Nicholson compared this low standard shit to the PDC 2007 world final...let that sink in. At this point he was again saying anything in order to keep speaking, no matter how ridiculous it was.
Then we got some person who supposedly is famous, kissing Bobby Georges hole, I had to search a forum to find his name so I could google who this famous English celebrity was, such is his insignificance. This was absolute cringe. Then we got Tony O'Shea who managed to stop drinking for a bit to take on the invited Leonard Gates. From what I have seen in recent months there was no doubt in my mind Gates was winning this and sure enough it happened even if that prick Nicholson kept trying to make excuses and tell us how O'Shea has never got going.The guy is a choker and a jobber, always has been, in fact when people think of O'Shea they either think of his walk on song or him horsing down pints, it certainly is not his darts CV.
Nicholson went in to a rant on chalk in darts, he stated it was a 50:50 thing,either you love it or you don't, or you do not care, how in the blue fuck is that 50:50 ? Seems Nicholson also thought Huntley looks like a kid, that laser eye surgery Nicholson got obviously did not work. As for Deller, he can go fuck himself, the little prick that killed Adrian Lewis's career when he whored him out on ferries for exbos. At 2-1 in sets, some scummy taff was clearly heard roaring out over and over and at one point was clearly heard shouting "c'mon ya cunt", Deller was one leg away from a 3-0 win in sets but once Huntley got the third set, it had 5 sets written all over it, it even went to a tie break. Huntley threw utter shit, and then would look left after each shit visit and give a look like he was upset with someone, you would think if he was going to blame anyone for his shit visits he should be blaming himself, he threw enough of them. It was an appalling standard. All I could think was, how bad were the guys Huntley beat to qualify for this. Deller won with a 75 average and proceeded to run his mouth in interviews slating Edgar and Nicholson, although to be fair, he was telling the truth. Duff will tear him a new one.
FRIDAY EVENING
DARREN JOHNSON
He is one of the most ignorant and stupid cunts I have seen in ages.In an interview he complained about players who do nothing but got invites to the seniors world championships. Does this deluded mentally stunted halfwit somehow think it should be based on just qualifiers.? Even by Yorkshire standards this guy is thick as pig shit. Does he think a qualifier like him is going to sell tickets for the event ? A fucking nobody who done nothing in the game nor ever will, even Bobby George claimed live on TV multiple times he never heard of him. Does he think those buying tickets to the event give one single fuck if Taylor played in any qualifiers ? What a bitter brain dead simpleton. Then in another interview decided to carry on his bitching by repeating yet again how McGarry will beat Taylor cos he clearly has an issue with those who got invites, those that done more in the game than he ever has, sold more tickets than he ever will, and earned far more money than he ever could.
John Part is another that is looking a fucking disgrace these days with his rolls of flab, a great commentator but Jesus H fucking Christ, he has left himself go. Yet another fat tub of shit Bellyboy who wont live long enough to reach the age to play in the Senile Darts Tour beat Mr Entertainment himself Jonny the Pitpony 6-3, and looking at Bellyboy's face I thought the beetroot coloured prick was gonna have a banger there and then. Up next we got a player over the age of 50, who would currently wipe the floor with the other over 50s battling it out in a make believe "World championships" on some lesser viewed channel. Wright in front of a crowd of thousands took out a sweet 156 and a 133 but struggled to play at the level of Chavspinall with a 105 plus average. Wright averaged almost 98 and was trounced. Then we got Vermin Price from the land of coal pits against the Pit Yakka Chris Dobey. if there was any Taffys smacking each other in the crowd then the cameras were making sure to not have it seen, and no images were appearing on twitter yet.
Despite staring well and have huge crowd support, Vermin missed lots of doubles and it nearly cost him but his scoring got him through and in a last leg decider threw a great leg to seal the win. Then we got the game between 2 cunts who have no problems fucking around off the oche, the twink and the Hunchback. After the twink missed double 16 to break for 5-5. Hunchback took the win. In the first semi final Asp and Bellyboy had multiple breaks of throw and big finishes and Asp missed the bull on 121 for the win and the new Andy Fordham took out 121 on the bull to save the match, but Asp took out 136 for the win and another 105 plus average.
In the other semi Price led 3-1, and 4-2 against Hunchback, despite MvG averaging 111 at the time. Hunchback missed 2 darts to break for 4-4 and Price went 5-3 as the Taffs booed the Dutch prick, but the rubber lipped prick from the land of Tulips held and then broke for 5-5, and was averaging 114 and throwing for the win, but he shat himself, even got 2 match darts and missed, and Price took the win despite averaging 14 points less. So Price and Asp in the final and for a glorified exbo it was a decent night of darts. When Price broke for 3-1 it looked like game over, Price missed tops for a 157 and a 6-2 win but did enough to se out the win.
DIOGO PORTELA
Now before people whinge and cry about his English, just remember it
is not his first language, and from what I have seen its no worse than
the vast majority of Brits in the darts community who cannot speak or
spell in their own language let alone a second language.
It's sad that
cunts with nothing else in their pathetic miserable lives spend their
time looking for shit to be offended over, sometimes on behalf of others
so that that can pretend they are some moralistic cunts. Diogo said he
lost sponsors, which is a sad state of affairs. For his sponsors to dump
him over this shows they too are a bunch of ass sniveling bastards who
need to be criticized.
I am sick of this culture of trying to shut people up
because your little feelings are hurt. Amazing how these modern pricks
who cry about free speech are the same people who have no problem trying
to shut you down if they don't like what you say. They of course could
have just ignored Portela's tweet, which begs the question why were they were
following him ?, and if they were his friends or followers, what does that
say about them that they would turn on him over a stupid joke.Take
a look at this attention seeking prick and my reply which Portela liked.
I watched the Champions of Champions finals when I got home late on Saturday night around 3am, maybe I was pissed, spiked, or suffered a blow to the head but I enjoyed it and was delighted to see the Guru Raymond Smith win it.
Sadly, now that its over, it is now back to start all over again where the absolute fodder of county players rock up and throw dog shit for the masochists and gamblers watching who want to torture themselves.