Week 8 of the Premier League darts took place in front of a strangely muted audience in Birmingham. Maybe it was due to the earlier than usual 6.30pm start time, but the first match of the night started with the distracting backdrop of the Birmingham crowd still searching for their seats as they hurried from work into the cavernous National Indoor Arena.
This cannot have been good news for Wayne Mardle, whose entire game plan these days seems to be to rely on an intoxicated, boisterous late-night crowd to succeed in putting off his unfortunate opponent. You got the impression that a soulless, half-empty arena on the outskirts of Birmingham wasn’t quite the kind of sort of atmosphere he was looking for.
A quiet night at the darts was exactly what I was looking for though spread betting-wise, as I had chosen to SELL TOTAL 180s ON THE NIGHT AT 24.75. Selling 180s is never a particularly fun bet, especially for the casual punter, who in general would prefer to buy and cheer each 180 as it comes in. Having done the same spread bet earlier this year, I remember going along to the World Championships at Alexandra Palace and being the stick-in the-mud of our group, the only person who’d stay in his seat when a 180 was thrown instead of cheering like a simpleton and waving around a cheap sign.
Still, no-one said betting was supposed to be fun. Winning, however, most certainly is and I was confident on this occasion. In the previous seven weeks of the Premier League, total 180s had made up under this quote four times. What’s more, total 180s dropped from a monstrous 34 in Week 6 to just 20 in Week 7 and I was hopeful that this trend would continue.
DURING THE NIGHT
The subdued atmosphere worked a treat in the first match, as Mardle and Mervyn King combined for just three 180s. King managed to destroy Mardle 8-2, leaving very little time for either player to throw in their expected number of 180s. The next match was a far better contest, with Jelle Klaasen coming from behind to defeat Terry Jenkins 8-6.
This was one of those horrible games where the first two darts from each player kept nestling into the treble-20 bed, leaving the committed seller permanently on the verge of a heart attack. Fortunately, both players had also mastered the art of the stray third dart, meaning a lot of 140s, or indeed 121s and 125s, but very few 180s – just three, in fact, over the 14 legs of the contents.
With a running total of six from two matches, my sell was very much onside, meaning I had a massive 18 ¾ 180s to play with in the remaining two matches. The last thing I needed, then, was an absolute bonanza in the next match, as John Part and James Wade produced a match brimming with quality, and some very heavy scoring.
Ten 180s later, and the bet was now much less onside than I would have liked. To make things worse, the final match of the evening was Phil Taylor vs Raymond van Barneveld, a contest that had 180s-fest written all over it.
As it transpired, the match between the two old rivals had more in common with King’s hammering of Mardle earlier in the evening, than the classic 2007 final which Barney won 7-6. This time, Barneveld looked strangely out of sorts and suffered a veritable thrashing at Taylor’s hands, losing 8-2. Again, the short match worked in my favour – the 10 legs produced five 180s, leaving the total for evening at 21 and me with a decent 3.75 points profit – and a feeling of great relief.
JW