"It was more like being at a steeplechase at Leopardstown than a tungsten race at Saggart. To see as hot a favourite as Phil Taylor running and jumping like a selling plater and almost belly-flopping over the line in the World Grand Prix final, had even me gobsmacked. And the fact that the challenger Terry Jenkins, a solid lad in technique and temperament, got 2-0 up in sets on the Power was even more remarkable.
I reckon a little forensic noseying is called for. In theory Phil should have hit the Dublin field with all guns blazing. In Utrecht in the Bavaria World Trophy he demolished Ronnie Baxter 6-0 in sets with a 106.8 average. Then he blitzed Martin Adams 7-2 in the final. So why was the Power so tentative in his first round match against Wes Newton? Answer: in two words Callaby and Painter. Both put Phil out of the Grand Prix in round one. So even the great one has nerves at times… Unicorn - Links: "
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