In the high-octane world of professional darts there exists a hallowed club. A sacred fraternity if you will. To date, only four men have ever won the sport’s Triple Crown: the World Championship, the Premier League, and the World Matchplay. Luke Littler – all teenage swagger and terrifying averages – is already two-thirds of the way there...
The Power
First up: Phil Taylor. The original boss-level NPC of darts. If you typed dominant dart player into a search engine in the early 2000s, it just said Phil Taylor, obviously. The Power won everything, everywhere, all the time – to the point where the rest of the tour looked like unpaid extras in his darting biopic. He didn’t just win – he demoralised. A man so precise he could probably hit treble 20 in the dark, with a sausage roll in his throwing hand and still have time to shout game shot! before it landed.
The 2005 Premier League: Taylor puts his name on the trophy
The Flying Scotsman
Then there’s Gary Anderson – darts’ answer to a slightly grumpy genius. On his day, a free-flowing, effortless machine of darting poetry. On others, more focused on how everything aches and how the game’s a young man’s sport now. He’s not quite ready for gentle gardening or bingo night just yet – but he’s definitely mentioned age a lot in interviews. Still, he’s one of the all-time greats, and a Triple Crown winner who can make a casual 108 average look like something he stumbled into after a quick nap. So laid-back, he makes a hammock look tense.
The Green Machine
Michael van Gerwen, the third member, did it with the energy of a man who downed five espressos, shoulder-barged a brick wall, and shouted I’m not even warmed up yet! MVG’s dominance was less silent assassin, more green-shirted wrecking ball. His celebrations were louder than most rock concerts, and yet somehow, his darts were even more aggressive. Triple Crown? Completed it mate - and every other title there is to win in the sport too.
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Cool Hand Luke
And now, joining the darting Illuminati – Luke Humphries. The most recent member. The man whose rise was so sharp, it could’ve punctured a bounce-out. Humphries didn’t just arrive – he turned up with a suitcase, rented the flat next door to the elite, and promptly bought the building.
The World Championship was Luke Humphries’ first piece of the puzzle. Then came the Matchplay last summer – calmly collected like it was part of his weekly shop. And just a few months ago, he sealed the golden hat-trick, beating fellow Luke The Younger to officially earn his seat at darts’ most exclusive dinner table: the Triple Crown Club. Jacket optional. Nerves of steel required.
So there you have it – Taylor, Anderson, van Gerwen, and Humphries. The Beatles of darts – if Ringo could finish tops under pressure and George consistently averaged 115.
The Nuke?
The Triple Crown: brutal to win, elite to hold, and now staring down the barrel of club membership Luke Littler – all teenage swagger and terrifying averages – is already two-thirds of the way there. He opened this year’s Matchplay with a casual 109, like he was warming up for a school disco, and in a few days’ time, could very well become the fifth Beatle...
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