Gerwyn Price v Gary Anderson: Finale of the PDC Darts World Championship – live!


So, what will happen? Oh, if Gaz plays like he did last night, then what Gezzy played last night isn’t going to be good enough, because he’s the better of the two of them.

But it isn’t that easy.

As the rounds have gone by, both men have progressed, and in a close match it will possibly not be determined by the 180s, 170s or 140s, but by mediocre mix finishes – your world’s 76s, your 104s and your 120s.

And as much as a top Anderson here has the benefit, if Price came out on top in that aspect, it wouldn’t surprise me in the least.

But now that you’re talking about it, my money is on Gaz.

There’s not much we can rely on with the way the world is, but the World Darts Championship remains one such thing, an unstoppable combination of suspense, tension, humanity and joy.

You do not love something if you don’t love it.

And what a final, a clash of fame, personality and ideology, it brought us here. Gerwyn Price is a reformed rugby player and the man to come – he’ll displace Michael van Gerwen as world No. 1 if he wins – and also the favorite, but only in terms of betting.

He could launch a fight in an empty head with a throbbing ball of animus and abs, hurling every dart as though the board had cursed his mother and turning the crowd toward him as if cursing theirs. He’s completely awesome, and we’re very blessed to have him.

On the other hand, Gary Anderson is one of the greatest and classiest players of all time, a two-time world champion who, with a victory tonight, will be catapulted into the ranks of the Immortals. He spent the early part of his working life fitting fireplaces, but he picked up a collection of arrows one night when he found himself in the pub and immediately shot 140, 180, 140. Just fast.

Not that convenient, actually. Anderson embodied the concept of “threes for show, twos for dough,” for years, a strong shooter but an inconsistent finisher who could crack at the greatest moments. He was accused by his opponents of lacking talent and will, but, as always happens, the truth was the opposite; in fast succession, he lost his father and brother, and once the rawness disappeared, the form came.

It’s true that he always points to a casual attitude to things, but he cares much more than he lets on, and his way of coping with pressure is to pretend otherwise.

Moreover, Anderson knows just how good he is and retains an incredibly fragile twatdar, considering his status as a lovable self-deprecator with a cheeky grin.

But beyond winning, he believes in ideals, which means he can be shaken by the kind of confrontation that specializes in Price, who doesn’t. It’s not a battle for him, it’s a melee, and he’ll try to interrupt the flow of Anderson and use the ensuing frustration to enhance his own sense of rage and injustice.

It will be awesome.

Start of the match: 19:30 GMT


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