Perhaps it was simply a trick of the senses, but at times, as unlikely as it might have seemed, a reverential hush seemed to fall over Alexandra Palace in north London yesterday. The songs and the slogans would fall silent. The placards would stop waving. The only things that mattered in sport's loudest and most boisterous arena were one man, three darts and a little strip of red fibre the size of a sticking plaster.
This was Michael van Gerwen's world, and for the second time, this was his world darts title. He won it by beating Gary Anderson by seven sets to three, in one of the most breathtaking displays of scoring.
The 27-year-old from Boxtel in Holland now holds every single major trophy in darts. And on nights like this, when he weaves his spell, when he treats the treble-20 bed like his own personal voodoo doll, you feel privileged to have been there to witness one of the few genuine geniuses plying his trade in sport today.
For the past four years, van Gerwen has been the single most dominant force on the Professional Darts Corporation tour, winning around the world, across every format, redefining the possible in terms of scoring. But while he always claimed not to be bothered by his failure to add to his single world title in 2014, somehow you suspected it was part of his characteristic bluster.
Now, as he held the Sid Waddell Trophy aloft again, true greatness awaits. Even if he still has some way to go to match the great Phil Taylor and his 16 world titles, he now has a fair claim to be the best player ever.