So, to begin, it's customary in our pool hall that if you win say anything over $10-$20 you pay the other guy's time. Unless of course you have been playing for 5 hours to win the $20 bucks. Then it's understood that the amount of time would be too much, and so we would each pay our own.
So, Friday night I start playing a known regular at my hall, races to 5 for $20. We go back and forth for 2-3 races, and in the course of the next 4-5 hours, he beats me 6 races in a row, and ends up the winner of $100 from my pocket. Time ended up being $18.10 each.
We go to pay the time and he's like... "I'm not paying your time, you treated me like a Ni**er." I was like "Whoa, hold up here... I'm not allowed to get upset for loosing $100 to you? Which I was visibly upset during the race because I couldn't win, and I did/said a couple of things which I will describe below. But I've never seen anyone upset after winning $100 from me before.
So here are the couple of things I remember that I did (over the course of 5 hours). Mind you, I hadn't won a single race after the second one or so, so I was getting beat pretty badly.
Number 1... (and admittedly probably the worst) I tried jumping a ball and the CB jumped off the table. I picked up the ball and went to hand it to him, but before his hand got to the ball, I dropped it on the floor again. On purpose, but only because I've seen him do this to someone else before. It rolled around, but then I picked it back up off the floor and placed it back on the table near him and went back to my seat. Yes, I took my frustration out on him for beating me so bad. But I did re-pickup the ball and put it back on the table.
Number two... I had been sitting in my seat for a while, while he ran a rack or two, and when he finally missed... I said "Thank God!" and finished up the rack.
Number three... Last race, I'm down $80, he's on the hill to my 3 games and he rattles the 8 ball. He turns to me and bi**hes that "How many times am I gonna do that in that pocket?" Which was the final bi**h of a long string of them after he had missed balls earlier. I said "Tell it to someone who cares." And he said "Go f*ck yourself".
And that's about all I can remember that went on during the match. When we both were in the bathroom at the same time during the match, we talked cordially. I said, "This isn't a beating, is a massacre." He said, "Yeah, we both can't be in dead stroke at the same time." And we went about playing.
Now, maybe I wasn't the nicest guy, but I don't think it should really matter. If you're a jerk and I'm taking your money, you can be a jerk all night, so long as I'm winning. Now if I'm losing and you're being a jerk, that's a different story. I was so upset I couldn't sleep at all that night, like 3 hours tops, and the next two days I was seriously depressed. Not only because of losing near $120, but the down right "spit-in-my-face" I got at the counter.
What do you guys think?
So, Friday night I start playing a known regular at my hall, races to 5 for $20. We go back and forth for 2-3 races, and in the course of the next 4-5 hours, he beats me 6 races in a row, and ends up the winner of $100 from my pocket. Time ended up being $18.10 each.
We go to pay the time and he's like... "I'm not paying your time, you treated me like a Ni**er." I was like "Whoa, hold up here... I'm not allowed to get upset for loosing $100 to you? Which I was visibly upset during the race because I couldn't win, and I did/said a couple of things which I will describe below. But I've never seen anyone upset after winning $100 from me before.
So here are the couple of things I remember that I did (over the course of 5 hours). Mind you, I hadn't won a single race after the second one or so, so I was getting beat pretty badly.
Number 1... (and admittedly probably the worst) I tried jumping a ball and the CB jumped off the table. I picked up the ball and went to hand it to him, but before his hand got to the ball, I dropped it on the floor again. On purpose, but only because I've seen him do this to someone else before. It rolled around, but then I picked it back up off the floor and placed it back on the table near him and went back to my seat. Yes, I took my frustration out on him for beating me so bad. But I did re-pickup the ball and put it back on the table.
Number two... I had been sitting in my seat for a while, while he ran a rack or two, and when he finally missed... I said "Thank God!" and finished up the rack.
Number three... Last race, I'm down $80, he's on the hill to my 3 games and he rattles the 8 ball. He turns to me and bi**hes that "How many times am I gonna do that in that pocket?" Which was the final bi**h of a long string of them after he had missed balls earlier. I said "Tell it to someone who cares." And he said "Go f*ck yourself".
And that's about all I can remember that went on during the match. When we both were in the bathroom at the same time during the match, we talked cordially. I said, "This isn't a beating, is a massacre." He said, "Yeah, we both can't be in dead stroke at the same time." And we went about playing.
Now, maybe I wasn't the nicest guy, but I don't think it should really matter. If you're a jerk and I'm taking your money, you can be a jerk all night, so long as I'm winning. Now if I'm losing and you're being a jerk, that's a different story. I was so upset I couldn't sleep at all that night, like 3 hours tops, and the next two days I was seriously depressed. Not only because of losing near $120, but the down right "spit-in-my-face" I got at the counter.
What do you guys think?
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