EXCELLENT thread. In fact, this is one topic that I think, by golly, has never been discussed on this forum before. And it's a good one for sure.
I choose the shotmaker over the position player. Players must be willing to play offensive; thus, have an abundance of shots in their arsenal.
There is nothing more boring than watching a game fully of safeties.
The players who can execute those difficult shots may take chances sometimes, but to be successful in pool, you have to take chances in some situations.
I will never forget a tournament that we were at in Laurel, MD at USA Billiards. Freddy Boggs, a local one-pocket player and Scotty Boggs' older brother, was well known in our pool community. He loved action. :wink:
My partner at the time ended up drawing him in the middle of a tournament, and the game went hill-hill in a 9-ball match. It was my partner's break, and he ran out until he had a tough shot on the game ball for the win.
He studied the layout of the table, the crowd was quiet as a mouse. After all, this shot was for the almighty win, a might fine accomplishment if you can beat Freddy Boggs to boot.
So he made an tough slice on the 9-rock, and it rolled slowly and hung in the pocket, like duck soup for Freddy. However, the pool gods must have been on his side for a brief moment because the cue-ball rolled right into the jaws of a corner pocket at the opposite end of the table, and it was blocked by the tit.
[hate that term "tit"] :frown:
Freddy, who has always been a slow player, walked around the table several times, bent down, stood up, bent down, stood up. You could cut the air with a knife, the tension was so thick. Freddy finally pulled the trigger and shot a magnificent five-railer, with the cue-ball making contact with duck, thus knocking it in for the win. It was incredible. I thought my eyeballs were going to drop out of my sockets watching that cueball hit five rails. Everybody was standing on their feet, cheering, clapping, whooping and hollering, except, of course, my partner. :grin-square:
I saw Freddy in Vegas a few years ago. He moved out there from Virginia about 7 or 8 years ago. It was good to see him, after so many years. I've known him my entire adult life. We chatted and reminisced. Man, it was felt good talking about the good ol' days with Freddy. And then I asked him, "Freddy, do you remember that five-rail shot in Laurel?" He replied, "I'll never forget it. It was one of my best shots ever."
Now, that's a shotmaker. :wink: