Monday night is league APA night at my local home room. There are only two tables that are available to play on during league. I always play on the front one (which is set up a little tighter and faster). I was actually waiting on this guy from Texas that I played some the night before. I was going through my normal 4 beer, 30 minute warmup and I heard my name beside me.
To my right, this guy was playing a league match with a fairly attractive lady (who also plays pretty sporty). I could hear him plainly tell her that he used to "torture me" in the APA. This is a total lie. I played only one season and never lost a match. Sorry guys, it's just not for me. Anyway, I let it go. Couple of minutes pass, and he's still trying to impress her. "Yeah, I've gambled with him and stuck it to him more than once." Again, total BS. I've never even played the guy. If I did, he could get the six and the break and get elbow to elbow in money. Well, I next hear this. "If I weren't playing league, I'd go over and bust him....again." Okay, ego snapped. I eased over and whispered to him that I could hear him, and he's full of shi#. Not out loud. Whispered.
Well, his match is over, and I'm still waiting on my guy. So, being the a$$ that I am, I asked him to play some. His exact words, "Play you some eight ball for beer." Well, whatever. It'd give me something to do. So, I win the flip and make the eight on the break. He starts unscrewing his cue. "Eight on the break is a loss. I'll have a Mich Light." "Uh, uh, no it's not." He unscrewed his cue, walked to the bar and told Kat he wanted a Mich Light and put it on my tab. He then tells the girl from earlier (as he's putting up his cue) "See, he can't beat me." He takes his beer and heads to the back. I was so dumbfounded I just stood and watched him walk into oblivion.
Now, how do you handle that? I wanted to stab him, but we all sat around up front and cracked on him behind his back and just let it go. What do you do?
No, I did not stab him later, either.
To my right, this guy was playing a league match with a fairly attractive lady (who also plays pretty sporty). I could hear him plainly tell her that he used to "torture me" in the APA. This is a total lie. I played only one season and never lost a match. Sorry guys, it's just not for me. Anyway, I let it go. Couple of minutes pass, and he's still trying to impress her. "Yeah, I've gambled with him and stuck it to him more than once." Again, total BS. I've never even played the guy. If I did, he could get the six and the break and get elbow to elbow in money. Well, I next hear this. "If I weren't playing league, I'd go over and bust him....again." Okay, ego snapped. I eased over and whispered to him that I could hear him, and he's full of shi#. Not out loud. Whispered.
Well, his match is over, and I'm still waiting on my guy. So, being the a$$ that I am, I asked him to play some. His exact words, "Play you some eight ball for beer." Well, whatever. It'd give me something to do. So, I win the flip and make the eight on the break. He starts unscrewing his cue. "Eight on the break is a loss. I'll have a Mich Light." "Uh, uh, no it's not." He unscrewed his cue, walked to the bar and told Kat he wanted a Mich Light and put it on my tab. He then tells the girl from earlier (as he's putting up his cue) "See, he can't beat me." He takes his beer and heads to the back. I was so dumbfounded I just stood and watched him walk into oblivion.
Now, how do you handle that? I wanted to stab him, but we all sat around up front and cracked on him behind his back and just let it go. What do you do?
No, I did not stab him later, either.
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