Amateurs have no idea how good the pro's in any sport really are. I had a friend who had occasion to play a set of tennis with legendary player Bjorn Borg. My friend was one of the best players at the club and the deal was that Borg had to try and beat him the best he could, not give away points.
Borg serves and my friend hits the ball as hard as he could for a clean winner. He figured if Borg got a racquet on it the point would be over.
Borg won every remaining point in less than ten minutes. Not sure he even broke a sweat and he was well past his prime.
Yesterday a buddy and I were swapping stories about playing pros and I mentioned two instances stuck in me brain when I laid the CB down exactly where I wanted and still ended up with a poor result.
One was playing Jose Parica at the 2013 DCC. It went something like this:
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Several times I left him far away with a ball straight in to my pocket and he would go up and with his cue carefully measure the angle from a ball sitting out in the open, to the side rail, AND THEN measure the angle from the rail to the ball to telegraph *the exact angle* he would take to snuggle the CB right to the side of a ball and a position I would not like. The coupe de grace went like this: I had purposely left him with the 14 ball near the first diamond at the far end of the long rail on his side, but with the cue ball semi-jacked up on the eleven near the the opposite corner pocket. Basically a 110 degree angle. Jose looked at the shot for a disconcertingly short period of time, walked along the long rail to his pocket running his hand down the cloth to detect any errant bits of chalk and then gently, brilliantly, without so much as touching a rail precision, runs the 14 8' down the table to his pocket. The cue ball races back and forth and lands just so for a two-railer, which he shoots in with great aplomb.
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The udder time was playing Darren Appleton at the 2012 US One Pocket Open:
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The third game, early on, he makes one, plays safe, but leaves me a straight back that I have to twist in and slip by a ball near the far rail. I hit the shot perfectly, the one ball narrowly escaping contact with the blocker, and knocking in a two ball near my hole. I have gracefully swung the cue ball to the other side of the table and I run six. I’m feeling pretty good. Now I’m figuring: OK, I think I know Mr. Appleton is not really comfortable with one pocket -- *I’m shoving them all into the vault.*
And that’s what I did, gradually maneuvering all the remaining balls up table, or forcing him to do the same, and then pushing them tighter and tighter into a “wedge” near the far corner pocket on his side. We bunt balls for an extended period until I miscalculate and let a ball leak out. The penalty Darren exercises is three balls. Now it’s 6-4. Still not too bad. Later, Appleton miscalculates, leaving me jacked up but straight in. 7-4, I am on the hill. We continued to bunt balls trying to leave each other nothing. At one point he miscalculates again and I have a shot to win the game. The only problem is that I’m within a quarter inch of the 14 ball with a severe back cut to my pocket. I jack up a bit to avoid the foul, aim with a considerable amount of english to throw the ball, but over cut it by just enough to come barely short of the pocket.
A few shots later I get another shot at the game winner. A long bank off the side rail, but I shoot it short once again. I have left the 11 ball less than a diamond from my pocket along the long rail, but Darren begins to examine a ball on his side rail about a diamond and a half below the side pocket. I’m thinking, “No way -- the angle is too severe.” But I was wrong. Appleton lines up and fires the ball down the rail, shooting the shot with draw and right-hand english and whips the cue ball around four rails to come up perfect on a bank shot on the 11, with position on another ball back up table. 7-7. Now, it’s not looking so good.
When I finally get back to the table, the last remaining ball is almost in the jaws of the pocket of the far corner pocket on my side. I decide I have no other choice but to make the ball and spin the cue ball along the bottom rail over to his side. I hit the shot well enough and the cue balls travels to his side of the table, and comes up and stops about four inches past the middle diamond on the end rail, about a half inch off the cushion. I place the pocketed ball on the spot. And then, after looking at the shot for only a moment, Appleton gets down and gently back cuts the ball off the spot and into his hole. I lose 7-8.
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The pros are better than you think. For a while Buddy Hall was coming through St Louis giving up *big* spots like 13-5 and still having his way with the locals. Nick Varner came through town a few months later offering games like 10-7 and everyone laughed at him. He ended up said, "Buddy ruined St. Louis for the pros" having shown them what was close to a true line and not what everybody imagined it to be.
Lou Figueroa