My dad bought me a dartboard for my 11th birthday, and I became intrigued by the game.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Hopefully I've given something back to darts, which has been brilliant to me. Hopefully I made it a bit popular when I first started; I was part of the breakaway, and I also created a monster, so I think I've done a little bit.
When the board games came out of the cupboard when I was a kid, I had to beat my two brothers every time.
Ever since I've been 16, 15, that's all I've been doing: playing darts.
My dad has given me the best gift anyone has ever given me. He gave me wings to fly.
One day, I was playing 'The Game of Life,' the board game, with a mess of kids, and I wasn't quite sure how, but it seemed different than the game I remembered playing as a kid. So I bought an old game, from 1960, and it was different.
I got to play with Nintendo's Wii, yes it's a funny name and not very revolutionary but it was fun whipping your arms around.
I have been playing games since I was about 6, and they've always been a big hobby of mine.
I went and took golf lessons so Dad would let me play with him. I was just terrible... but I was able to have a wonderful time just walking around with Dad. I can see the real pleasure of that game.
My father got me involved in the game when I was four years old.
I didn't play or like a lot of board games as a child. I liked playing with my G.I. Joes and making up adventures for them.