Less than two hours. That’s how long it took for the 18 players to exhaust themselves through the group play and the knock-out draw while trying very hard to resist - but failing miserably - the keg at hand. The appropriately named Blitz Tournament pits players of all levels against each other while handicapping the stronger. The handicapping is always a dubious task. All it takes is for a couple of good (or lucky) shots from the player who already started with a healthy advantage, and suddenly the pressure on the other turns up exponentially. It is remarkably difficult not to make an unforced error.
The first 2 matches of group play were perfect. When I say ‘perfect’, I mean that the score was 15-14 and that the handicap assigned was spot on. Nothing like a desperation sudden-death rally - the lower ranked player often lifts their game to heights they never thought possible and the higher ranked player can help but think it should be easy and God forbid they lose! There were seven ‘perfect’ games in total, all the players were working hard on the court, sweating up a storm, sucking the oxygen out of the building, depleting the DAC’s supply of towels and plastic cups... and loving it!
|Paddy O'Petz showing off his|
|Finalists Matt Hayduk and Ken MacDonald|
|The Blitz crew... or most of them!|