Do the best players you know have OCD or perfectionistic qualities moreso than the average person??

somewhat on topic, i am curious about good and great players handwriting

is it more precise and legible than the average person’s handwriting

or more messy and illegible

or maybe there is no noticeable difference between a normal handwriting and one made by someone with such good hand eye coordination that they can put a cue ball anywhere they want

It would be a good question but a much better one sixty or seventy years ago when we spent a lot of time in class learning script and had to write a lot in script. Now there is probably a strong imbalance if someone likes to play pool, script seems almost dead.

My handwriting has always been lousy, no incentive to make it better, or little incentive. I think I was a C student in all the penmanship grades. For awhile I would have rated myself a master of cue ball control not suffering from false modesty. Most of my cue ball placement came with a curse while shaking my cue stick. Three things sell a lie a lot better than one thing.

My old sometimes road partner used to holler when he shot, "Come, bruise, blister, or bleed, I ain't gonna spit no more!!" I don't know quite what that had to do with shooting pool but it would draw attention his way. He seemed like he was drunk, crazy, or both and drew action far better than my chum hanging out of my shirt pocket!

Hu

UK Open 2026, London, May 26-31

My take on this match and the tournament in general. Filler at his best is in another league then anyone else. He is a full speed above just about everyone, except maybe Carlo and a few of the Chinese guys (Ko brothers). And he's the favorite over them too! He reminds me of the dominance Earl had for several years playing 9-Ball in tournaments. He broke everyone down except maybe Buddy, Sigel and Varner. And he still had a higher speed than those three.

I watched several of Filler's matches carefully. He does just about everything (kick, jump, safety, pocket) a little better than anyone else. He's like Scottie Scheffler in golf right now, always in contention to win every tournament he plays in. If he loses it's an upset. Fedor has faded for some reason.

Dumping - caught

Yes, same guy. Bing or something like that. I heard all about him. Supposedly better than Efren. Hollywood Billiards was downstairs in the basement of a multi story building. I don't know what all was on the upper floors. For a short period of time there was a second pool room on the ground floor. The house man (Bob) at Hollywood Billiards hustled me to play one time when I took my little daughter with me to teach her some pool. I was not a regular there, but lived not too far away. We played Eight Ball (his choice) for ten a game. When Seymour closed at about 2 AM we went upstairs and continued our game, my little daughter curled up asleep in a chair. I played this guy until about 5 AM when he finally quit. I must have beat him for 200 at ten a game. He was stubborn.

When I took my daughter back home the next day (I had visitation) she told her mom she watched me play pool all night. My ex went totally off on me for that one. I tried to tell her it wasn't my idea but the guy hustled me. I could never turn down a game!
Somehow got it in my head you owned the place. Lol. Thanks for clearing that up.

Dumping - caught

That would be the guy in the Grisham book?

While you're here, was Hollywood Billiards in the same building as a band rehearsal studio?
Yes, same guy. Bing or something like that. I heard all about him. Supposedly better than Efren. Hollywood Billiards was downstairs in the basement of a multi story building. I don't know what all was on the upper floors. For a short period of time there was a second pool room on the ground floor. The house man (Bob) at Hollywood Billiards hustled me to play one time when I took my little daughter with me to teach her some pool. I was not a regular there, but lived not too far away. We played Eight Ball (his choice) for ten a game. When Seymour closed at about 2 AM we went upstairs and continued our game, my little daughter curled up asleep in a chair. I played this guy until about 5 AM when he finally quit. I must have beat him for 200 at ten a game. He was stubborn.

When I took my daughter back home the next day (I had visitation) she told her mom she watched me play pool all night. My ex went totally off on me for that one. I tried to tell her it wasn't my idea but the guy hustled me. I could never turn down a game!

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