Yep. I finally grew some balls. I played for money tonight. LOL!!!
I've probably gambled playing pool about 10 times my whloe life! The last time being at least a year ago. Only lost twice, 20 bucks each time.
Now I play pool because I enjoy the game. I don't feel the need to prove that I'm better than anyone else. I can spend 3 hours at a time practicing by myself, mainly Rotation. The intricacies of the game is what really gets me off!
Well tonight I ventured off to another pool hall. I shot a couple racks before I was approached by a gentleman who wanted to play me for a beer. I wasn't drinking, so I said how about 5 a game. He agreed so we played 8 ball.
I'm up 20 so he wants to play 9 ball, race to 5 for 20. I agree so we play. I win that set pretty convincingly.
The kid could play, but I could tell that he's not on my level. So now he wants to play race to 9 for 100. I actually like long races and I only had 40 on me so I told him i'd play him for 80. He was trying to get me to spot him balls, but I said no spots. He finally agrees and I take an early lead, 5 games to 2. He comes back to lead 7 games to 5, and it eventually goes to double hill with me breaking.
I don't think this guy had more than a 4 ball run the entire time we played. Even though he made it to the hill before I did, I had no doubt in my mind I was going to win. He was trying to get in my head by talking a lot saying he was going to win, and that he's suppossed to win. He would repeat that 2 or 3 times between racks. I would just brush it off but after a while it was irritating me, especially because I was giving him games. So I told myself not to let it bother me and decided to dish it back to him. I started saying at back at him.
Ok so now I'm breaking. It's hill-hill and I come up dry. He makes the 1 and plays safe on the 2, putting it behind the 9. Originally I was gonna play safe, but then looked at it and decided to kick at the 2 to play the 9. I couldn't hit it straight with center ball so I had to put some spin on the ball. I judged it so bad! Didn't even hit the ball! Ball in hand with a 2-9 combo.
So I lost 40 bucks. I know. Not the happy ending everone was expecting. I wish I could have delievered, but I feel it was meant to happen. It kind of sparked a flame inside me to play more competitively.
Even though I lost, I learned so much about myself. I do have heart. Even though I missed shots and missed shape a few times, plus having to deal with his talking, I played great most of the night.
I'm looking forward to my next money game.
I've probably gambled playing pool about 10 times my whloe life! The last time being at least a year ago. Only lost twice, 20 bucks each time.
Now I play pool because I enjoy the game. I don't feel the need to prove that I'm better than anyone else. I can spend 3 hours at a time practicing by myself, mainly Rotation. The intricacies of the game is what really gets me off!
Well tonight I ventured off to another pool hall. I shot a couple racks before I was approached by a gentleman who wanted to play me for a beer. I wasn't drinking, so I said how about 5 a game. He agreed so we played 8 ball.
I'm up 20 so he wants to play 9 ball, race to 5 for 20. I agree so we play. I win that set pretty convincingly.
The kid could play, but I could tell that he's not on my level. So now he wants to play race to 9 for 100. I actually like long races and I only had 40 on me so I told him i'd play him for 80. He was trying to get me to spot him balls, but I said no spots. He finally agrees and I take an early lead, 5 games to 2. He comes back to lead 7 games to 5, and it eventually goes to double hill with me breaking.
I don't think this guy had more than a 4 ball run the entire time we played. Even though he made it to the hill before I did, I had no doubt in my mind I was going to win. He was trying to get in my head by talking a lot saying he was going to win, and that he's suppossed to win. He would repeat that 2 or 3 times between racks. I would just brush it off but after a while it was irritating me, especially because I was giving him games. So I told myself not to let it bother me and decided to dish it back to him. I started saying at back at him.
Ok so now I'm breaking. It's hill-hill and I come up dry. He makes the 1 and plays safe on the 2, putting it behind the 9. Originally I was gonna play safe, but then looked at it and decided to kick at the 2 to play the 9. I couldn't hit it straight with center ball so I had to put some spin on the ball. I judged it so bad! Didn't even hit the ball! Ball in hand with a 2-9 combo.
So I lost 40 bucks. I know. Not the happy ending everone was expecting. I wish I could have delievered, but I feel it was meant to happen. It kind of sparked a flame inside me to play more competitively.
Even though I lost, I learned so much about myself. I do have heart. Even though I missed shots and missed shape a few times, plus having to deal with his talking, I played great most of the night.
I'm looking forward to my next money game.