Introducing...The Sports Fans' Happiness Index Tracker

We’ve all been there. You were looking forward to a weekend,  you’ve possibly even seen some friends, had a fun time; but then a few sports results go the wrong way and all of sudden you’re a bit miserable. If it’s a big, important event, or a match against a rival, then you might even be angry and upset. You get a bit snappy with people and despite the nice weather or the good company, your weekend is still not all it should be. Before too long someone who doesn’t quite understand why you’ve got such a cob on says the four words that make you seethe: “it’s only a game”. Well, yes, in the grand scheme of things it is. Nothing truly earth-shattering or life-threatening has occurred, but you know you still feel bad and probably wish you didn’t. You also know that some days you’ll be buzzing and euphoric when the wins roll in, but just how much do some things matter and how happy (or sad) should you be after the weekend’s fixtures are complete?

For a while I had been thinking about quantifying the impact of sports results on my mood so I decided to do something to do just that. In my view, there’s almost nothing that isn’t made better by a spreadsheet, and this project had ‘spreadsheet’ written all over it.

The concept is (relatively) simple: I identify all the teams (and in some cases, individuals) that I have a vested interest in when it comes to sport and give them a value out of 10 depending on how much I care. This is the fan factor. I identify all the potential competitions that they could participate in, and score them out of 10 as well; because we all know that some events and tournaments mean more than others. Each week I list eight of my chosen allegiances who have been in action, select the competition, log the result (win, draw, lose) and then state whether the match was a derby/rivalry or if it was a match of special significance e.g. key in a relegation battle, securing a title or keeping a winning streak etc etc. These two factors can have an impact on how you feel about any given result.

However, it’s not just about the teams I like. I recognise that sometimes the difference between a bad weekend and a terrible one can be the results of rivals; so there’s scope for two rivals’ results to be logged. If they lose, my score goes up.

The combination of allegiances, competition, result, derby/rivalry, special significance and rival’s results then create a score which quantifies my mood and gives me my ‘Happiness Index’. Depending on what score I get, I receive a message describing how I should be feeling in the ‘Mood Box’.

I built this gizmo a while ago and have now been logging results for a year. Each week my happiness Index is charted on a line graph which shows the peaks and troughs of being a sports fan.

So what allegiances have I got in my tracker, and how do I rate them? The following is probably not 100% exhaustive, but pretty much covers all those that I can claim to have any impact on mood at any given time.

And the tournaments I have identified for these, and their (importance factor) are as follows:

The combination of result with these two levels of factor (fan and competition importance) coupled with the same calculation (but inverse obviously so losses score heavier) for the two rivals gives the final Happiness Index.

This last weekend (1/2 April 2017) saw several of my allegiances in action. The ones I’ve tracked are, in no particular order:

Wellington Hurricanes (Super Rugby) bt Queensland Reds

Wigan Warriors (Superleague) lost to Leeds Rhinos

Philadelphia Flyers (NHL) lost to New Jersey Devils

Tottenham Hotspur (Premier League) bt Burnley

Essendon Bombers (AFL) bt Brisbane Lions

Maidstone United (National League) bt Barrow

Milan (Serie A) drew with Pescara

St George/Illawarra Dragons (NRL) bt Wests Tigers

In summary these results delivered the following:

The rivals I selected to counterbalance and revel in their misfortune are:

Arsenal (rival to Tottenham) drew with Manchester City

St Helens (rival to Wigan) lost to Salford

So, what was the overall impact on my mood when all of these results were considered? Well according to my Sports Fans’ Happiness Index Tracker I should be pretty pleased with myself this Monday:

This certainly doesn’t represent a high-point in my sports related mood, but there were still some things worth celebrating.

I’m going to try and keep a track for the coming year and report on whether the tracker really is a true reflection of how I feel after the weekend, or whether I’ve managed to rise above the disappointment or sink lower into an abyss. That said, I haven’t written anything on here for 6 years (and I still haven’t finished my BLSU Darts retrospective – plenty to say on that), so perhaps this might be the beginning and end of the experiment. We shall see!

The Present Day

And so to 2010, and another new dawn. A wider pool of potential players with an appetite for darts, a new venue and further technological advancements in scoring and statistic keeping. 2010 saw five ranking tournaments take place, each held at the current abode of The Butcher. The February Open replaced The Sultan Invitational; The Spring Classic replaced The Blacksmith's Arms Masters; The Summer Grand Prix came back and was joined by the inaugurals Autumn Masters and the calender highlight, Tour Championships which brought the old Richard Dunmall Darts Challenge Trophy back into the limelight. There was a new ranking system which some cynics may say is a shameless rip-off of the structure of the ATP Tour, and lots of new faces joining some of the old stalwarts.

The review of the 2010 season can be seen elsewhere, but it would be wrong to not mention again here the fabulous moment that Tiger Wilko delivered in the final of the Tour Championship on 4th December. After missing both the Spring Classic and the Summer Grand Prix due to hand injuries sustained in a bike accident, Wilko was rediscovering some form at just the right time, and in the first leg of the sixth set of the Tour's show-pice event he was for a few moments at least, undeniably the best player on the planet. A 180 followed by a 121 check-out gave him an unprecedented 6 dart leg. No one, not even Phil Taylor could have beaten him for that leg, and that makes him the best darts player in the world. We have greatness on The Tour, and the levels of performance just keep rising.

The 2011 season will start on Saturday February 19th, and there will be great things ahead, of that there is no doubt. Will Tiger Wilko win the February event for the third successive time, or will Pugh complete a 'Butcher Slam' and get to hold all five titles at once? Or will King roll back the years and get on the winning trail? Could the ever-competitive Berry Brothers make that next step to the winner's circle? Or will one of the unkown quantities show themselves to have what it takes.We will know in a few weeks.

The Modern Era - 2004

2004 was the year that Darts Came Back. The appetite for a new tournament was there, so the wheels were set in motion. In a break from traditional convention, the event was not to be held in any of the participant's homes, but in a pub. This presents certain problems, as there is always the possibility that the board would not available, as well as other disruptions. The chosen venue was The Sultan, a well-reviewed pub down in Colliers Wood. Its dartboard was located in a second bar, which after several scouting missions, was seen to be very quiet most of the time. The landlord didn't seem to mind the idea of us laying claim the board and that side of the bar for the afternoon, so the tournament was given the green-light. Veterans Dampier, Fisher, King, Martin, Pugh, Snelders, Williamson took the oche for inaugural Sultan Invitational on a February Saturday, with a new trophy up for grabs. More importantly, this event was to be the first of several across the year, so ranking points were also available - the vision of a fully-fledged Tour was becoming a reality.

A round-robin group saw matches played over best of 3 301 legs, and after the completion of the fixtures Williamson secured top spot by virtue of leg +/- difference from King after the two finished with identical 5-1 records. The newly monikered Tiger Wilko's only blemish was a 2-1 reverse to King, now known as The Grocer; who himself saw his only defeat at the hands of Pugh - now reinvented as The Butcher. Other name changes saw Dampier drop his Assassin tag for Skeggy 301; Snelders hang up his Coat for Doubles Dutch and Fisher say au revoir to Mr Darts, in favour of The D'Artoistist. Wilko would play Fisher in the first semi final, while The Butcher would get another test of his character against The Grocer.

The best of 5 leg semis got underway with Tiger Wilko beating The D'Artoistist 3-1, and King easily defeating a seriously underperforming Pugh 3-0. The best of 7 final therefore saw a repeat of the Millennium Darts final those 4 years past, and served further notice that even as the years go by, the class of the players remains. It was Tiger Wilko though who ushered in the new era with a 4-2 win and a highly respectable 42.34 average.

The Sultan Invitational saw new levels of data collation, with all statistics for averages, high scores, finishes and best legs (in terms of number of darts thrown) all being noted, saved and tabulated. One tournament however, does not a tour make.

April 24th saw The Blacksmith's Arms Masters take place at the Blacksmith's Arms pub in Rotherhithe. A regular haunt of Ted "Doubles Dutch" Snelders, the venue again offered a cosy back room and a dartboard not often used by the drinkers in the saloon bar. Snelders had excelled himself in the production of a fine trophy, and seven players turned up to fight for it. Martin was unable to attend, but the return of Christy "The Prawn" Howard was well-received. The group-stage started in controversial fashion, as Pugh was docked a point for late-arrival. Harsh perhaps, but justified after he made such a song and dance about others being there on time.

The first game saw the #1 seed Tiger Wilko beat Howard, and the first upset came in match 4 when The D'Artoistist secured a decent victory against The Sultan Invitational winner. The field was certainly very evenly matched, and it became clear that bonus points, awarded for clean-sheet wins and one-leg defeats, would be vital. As the group-stage approached its conclusion semi-final spots were still up for grabs, and as Fisher beat Pugh to move in to 4th spot on the ladder, he consigned Williamson to 5th and out of the running for a second tournament win. Howard topped the group after winning four matches on the spin; the omnipresent King grabbed 2nd, with Pugh getting 3rd despite his deduction.

The D'Artoitist took on The Prawn in the first semi-final and ran out a 4-1 winner to reach is first final since that event back in 1992. In the second semi-final the simmering rivalry between The Butcher and The Grocer was back on, and in what was the overcoming of a huge mental hurdle for Pugh; King was denied the chance the keep up his perfect record of appearing in every tournament final as The Butcher exorcised some ghosts and won 4-2.

The final became something of a watershed moment for The Butcher, who finally managed to hold his nerve and record a victory and a 41.82 tournament average. While the darts on show demonstrated that new levels of quality were being attained, this event was probably most memorable for the fact that The D'Artoistist was sporting an exceptional moustache that
everyone agreed made him look like a 70's West Brom fan. The tournament was also the first to see players wearing darts shirts, so it was clear that progress was being made in every area.

The third event of the year took place on Saturday 12th June, and saw 12 players arrive, each intent on being the first to hold aloft the glorious new trophy that would be awarded to the champion of The Summer Grand Prix. Two groups of six would utilise two boards and group games would be best of 5 legs. The venue was the then abode of Pugh, and his two housemates Danny "The Cavalier Peace" and Iain "The Saint" Ogilvie joined other newcomers: Richard "The Artful Dodger" Dodd; Simon "The Hobo" Clemson; Andy "The Snake" Miller and Craig "The Fire" Fryer in making up the field. Regulars King, Williamson, Martin, Fisher and Snelders completed the excellent turn-out.

From the outset it was clear that this tournament would become the new benchmark for organisation and performance. Group A saw the newly ranked #1 The Butcher set off in great form, winning his first 4 matches 3-0 to secure maximum points. Tiger Wilko, after his disappointment at The Blacksmith's Arms, was also on a mission of redemption. He lost his first leg of his first match against Doubles Dutch, but wouldn't drp another until his quarter final; a run of 18 consecutive legs including a whitewash win over Pugh in the final group game. This was particularly noteworthy as Pugh himself had set a record of 17 straight legs including those which saw him overcome Fisher in the Blacksmith's Arms masters final. Tiger Wilko, looked like the man to beat.

In Group B, the newcomers were making their mark, and for the second successive event, a finalist from the previous tournament would not make it through to the knockout stages. The D'Atoistist fell to defeats against Dodd, Fryer and King to find himself in 5th place, and miss out on a quarter-final spot. The group was topped by The Grocer, with Rod "The Judge" Martin in second. Both Fryer and Dodd got themselves through to join Wilko, Pugh, Snelders and Ogilvie in the last 8.

The quarter finals all went with seedings with the exception of an epic encounter between Doubles Dutch and The Judge. This was attritional darts, and went all the way to a nerve-jangling deciding 7th leg in which the former tournament winner Snelders rolled back the years and clinched for a place in the semis and an appointment with Tiger Wilko. The other semi saw a renewal of the Butcher/Grocer rivalry.

King had gotten to the semi by virtue of a 4-0 win over The Saint, but it may not have been quite so one-sided if it weren't for an occurrence that is possibly unique in any form of darts the world over. The crowd present round board 1 thought they had seen the first 180 of the tournament when Ogilvie slapped a third dart into the treble twenty bed. However, scorer Snelders had to point out that he had actually burst his score because he had stepped up to throw with 178 remaining. As The Saint was not on a finish, Snelders was under no obligation to inform the payer of what was required, and so the unfortunate chain of events was set in motion. The maximum didn't count and surely Ogilvie must be the only player ever to bust from 178. In another quarter final, The Butcher managed to fire a legal 180 versus The Artful Dodger, to record his second tournament max.

In semi-final 1. Wilko saw off the challenge of a revitalised Doubles Dutch to record a 5-2 win, while in the second, The Butcher again managed to keep his decent recent record versus Th Grocer and won 5-3. The final was set to be a close one, with the two form players facing off, but The Butcher was in a focused world of his own and Tiger Wilko couldn't get in the game, and an 11 dart leg set the seal on a 6-0 win for the #1. Again, the bar of performance had been raised, and the 44.85 tournament average represented a new high; as did the final average of 53.64.

Millennium Darts

It was not until the first weekend of 2000 that darts returned to the mecca of London Road. There had been changes since the previous event, and a new garage replaced the one that had seen Williamson's special maximum all those years before. It was pleasing to see a mixture of old and new faces turn out to toast the new millennium and provide a darting send off for Pugh who shortly after would depart the UK to embark on 13 months of travelling. Three groups consisting of old stalwarts: Dampier, Fisher, King, Snelders, Pugh and Manser; and newcomers: Martin Arnold, Jon Sheridan and Christy Howard would battle it out to see who would reach the semi-finals. In one last attempt to try and put in a decent performance after years of disappointment, Pugh reached a semi-final, through a first ever 180, but went on to lose to Williamson, who himself made his first final. The other semi saw new boy Howard up against the player who had known nothing but success, King. Howard put on some pressure, but eventually the undiminished class of the two-time champ told, and it was he who faced off against Williamson in the final. A new opponent, but same story, and King, after an eight year absence, retained the trophy that had become such a fixture on his mantelpiece.

While statistics and scores are unavailable, there are photos from this, so we at least know who was there!

There would be another sizable gap before the next tournament, but when it came, it ushered in a new era. An era of computerisation and a commitment to recording stats and results so that details would never be lost again.

The School Years

Precise details of the early tournaments, including the dates are unfortunately lost in time. While the format and structure was laid out, no record of averages or even match scores have been kept. What we do know is that that first event, which probably took place some time in late 1991 featured seven players (Dampier, Fisher, Forbes, King, McDougal, Pugh, Snelders, Williamson) and saw a round robin stage followed by the top 4 playing in semi-finals. Even these details are sketchy, and while the author believes this to be true, there is the faint recollection of a straight knock-out format swirling around in the hazy memories. What is certain is that it was a Wednesday afternoon; much needed sustenance was supplied by the now burnt-down Papa's fish & chip shop on the London Road and that the trophy and various cash prizes (in these days an entrance fee was divided up to provide prizes for 1st, 2nd and top checkout) were presented to the victor by Mrs Lorna Pugh - and very chuffed to have the honour she was too. This first landmark event was won by Matthew King, as he defeated the unseeded Ted Snelders in the final. The two would meet again.

Two more tournaments followed in this era, which for sake of simplicity we can call "The School Years". The first in 199 was an ambitious event for the organiser. Twelve players were invited to join the original seven, and they included: Richard "The Endorser" Dunmall; Martin "Miniature Arrows" Manser; Tom "The Unknown Archer" Sussmiss; Rod Martin and Tommy Sowerby. Two groups of six embarked on a round-robin stage, with group 2 playing matches in the garage. The highlight of the group stage was when those playing on board 1 heard a loud cheer from the second stage, and looked out the window to see the garage doors flung open and the six players emerge in a conga, as they celebrated Scott Williamson's 180. Further details of who qualified for the knock-out stage, and who beat who are again unfortunately lost, but in a satisfying legitimising of the first event, saw the same two players reach the final, but this time Snelders, now deservedly seeded #2, gain revenge for his previous defeat. Two tournaments, two finalists, two winners.

It is at this point that the author's vague recollection of a straight knockout format takes on a bit more resonance. It could be that Paul Adam joined the original seven and gave the event a nice symmetry. What is certain, is that Mickey "Mr Darts" Fisher played impeccably smooth darts and made his way to a first final, where he faced the now omnipresent King. King though demonstrated why he was the #1 seed by regaining the trophy. It would be nearly eight years before he had to put it on the line again.

The Making of the Trophy

Our tournament needed an eponymous trophy. Something that epitomised our darting commitment. Solid, weighty and fuelled by beer. This is what CDT lessons were created for. Forget building mini-cars powered by rubber bands, or mis-shapen spice-racks...we could utilise that hour a week in a fully equipped workshop to build our trophy. After some consideration of how the thing should look we decided to just let what natural materials we had dictate the creative process. We had:

- A piece of wood measuring about 10" by 8"
- A single crappy plastic dart, most likely nicked from a pub
- A beer can (empty)

After some deliberation of how best to put these things together, we decided upon mounting the beer can on the "plinth" and then somehow attaching the dart. Simply standing the can would look a little phallic, so connecting it "heightways" was best. Simply gluing would unlikely be robust enough, but trying to screw it on through the thin metal would probably result in it tearing or crunching.

Who came up with the flash of genius is sadly lost in the mists of time; but it was decided to fill the can with plaster of Paris, to give the screws more purchase, and the whole piece a very satisfactory weight. The dart would then be attached to the front with liberal application of the glue gun.

Finishing touch was a small plaque which was engraved to read, unsurprisingly: "The Richard Dunmall Darts Challenge Trophy".

Special mention must go here to a character named Rod Harcourt. He was (and probably still is) a fairly amiable chap who arrived at our school a bit later than most of us. I never got to see him play darts, and don't really know whether he even liked the game, but he did like a bit of CDT. While it's easy now to claim credit for the trophy's construction, I am pretty certain that Rod unselfishly did most of the donkey work for the simple reason that he liked to. He even built a runner's up trophy which was a hand crafted dart made on the lathe, mounted by an angled piece of metal on a small plinth. While the original trophy survives - even if currently stashed in house of one of the player's parents - this second place bauble is universally accepted as lost. It's value now must be immeasurable...or not.


We were now ready to play the tournament.

The Birth of The RDDCT

When it was decided that the thought of another dull PE session at that time of year between rugby/football and cricket seasons was asking too much; and that time could be spent more productively than by wandering listlessly through Mote Park or the Maidstone Chequers Centre; the prospect of a Darts Tournament to fill the space was embraced.

There were eight original competitors for the fledgling tourno, each with a catchy, or frankly ludicrous nickname:

Gareth "The Irrelevant Ripper" Pugh. Tournament organiser and host. So called because of a penchant for regurgitating trivial facts and statistics. Seeded #2 on the basis of home advantage.
Matthew "The Crafty Cripple" King. #1 seed due to a victory in Butlins darts event while on a football tour. "Crippled" due to a recent knee injury sustained in the cricket nets.
Scott "The Tartan" Williamson. He's got a nice tartan scarf and was pushed for time. #3 seed on the basis that he might be good.
Ashley "The Assassin" Dampier. Nice alliteration. Seeded #4 because he at least owns a dartboard.
Ted "The Coat" Snelders. Named after his fetching line in outdoor clothing.
Alan "The Crafty Canadian" McDougall. Dual nationality the key to this one.
Michael (Mickey) "Mr Darts" Fisher. A bold claim indeed.
Steve "Deadly Dud" Forbes. Not as clever as it may now look...based on his old man's moniker.

So they were the eight who made themselves available for an afternoon of darts. There would be an entry fee from which prize-money would be allocated, so once everyone was paid up, it was game on.

When collecting the money one break time, a rather generous chap by the name of Richard Dunmall happened to be standing near-by and voluntarily slipped a quid into the pot. How could this benefactor be rewarded? A wild-card in the event maybe? No he was taking the National Curriculum a bit more seriously...then what? He insisted on no reparations at all, but in spite of this there was one gesture that could be made.

The tournament would need a name, so it was decided that we would be playing for The Richard Dunmall Darts Challenge Trophy.

Now, we just needed a trophy......