It was the Gov Cup weekend. Two hundred plus dart players battling it out for a trophy. It’s a team event. Teams are 8 men and 4 women. Usually there’s at least one sub for each gender. And there are sixteen teams. This year, it was a strange one.
Dart players come from all walks of life. Usually, there’s too much drinking, but this past weekend, two players overdosed on cocaine laced with fentanyl. A different player had to go get checked out, because he gave mouth to mouth to one of the two that overdosed. Just so you understand, of the 200+ players there, I suspect only about 10 of them do hard drugs. Just so you realize that drugs aren’t rampant at a dart tournament or among the players. The hotel staff was pretty blaise about it. The housekeeper told me “We nearly always have overdoses when we have a fishing tournament too.” Well, alrighty then. For me, it was crazy and shocking. I’ve never been around hard drugs and I’ve never seen someone overdose on cocaine, let alone cocaine laced with fentanyl.
Our team finished fifth of the 16 teams. Which isn’t bad. Especially since the top 2 teams have players that play for the national team – where drug testing is mandatory and you can’t drink alcohol while playing.
Sunday, after the event, most of the team went to an early dinner. J and I stayed until Monday, because it’s just so hard on me to sit in the dart hall waiting for the Sunday events to end. I don’t use my visor when J drives. He says it blocks his line of sight. So I know my window was in tact Sunday at 5 when we drove back to the hotel. However, Monday at 9 am, when we were headed back home, I looked up at my windshield and found a 7 inch crack in it coming down from the top of the windshield. I don’t know if it broke from the heat or if something hit it or what. So, I spent part of the trip home, on the phone with my insurance company filing a claim. I have a $250 deductible on it, but the appointment has been made. Safelite comes to my house Friday to replace it.
I got a total of 2,000 words written during the tournament. I came home and finished writing what I was working on (the ending of Anonymous Dreams), went to export it and my writing program told me I had 2 blank chapters. I had skipped 2 killer’s chapters intending to fill them in later and forgot. I cancelled the export and then went to take a nap. I never get enough sleep at a dart tournament.
And I learned something new. We were told late Saturday night (the overdoses happened Saturday morning) that one guy was treated and released. Guy 2 had been put in a medically induced coma for his own safety. I puzzled over that for a while. Was he really so heavily addicted to cocaine or fentanyl that DTs might kill him? I had to go look it up, why put someone who overdosed into a medically induced coma. Turns it, it can stop brain damage and organ failure in the case of a cocaine overdose.
Now, back to work… I have 2 killer chapters to finish.