Yesterday my friend and I played in a small snooker doubles tournament on Gandy 5x10's and was hitting them fairly decent. After the tournament was over,we stopped by the local pool hall and I hit some by myself on a 4.5x9 with fairly tight pockets. I threw some balls out on the table and ran all 9 with no problem. I was amazed how well I was pocketing balls. Some local punk asked my if I wanted to play for $10 or $20 a game and I declined because the place was closing in less than an hour. He kept asking right up until I started hitting them and then he shut up. I was getting out from almost anywhere on the table. My back arm was loose and I was in a great mood. I was on top of the world and I felt like I could have beat anyone last night. It's too bad the snooker table I was playing on is out of town.
I would love to shoot a few hours on it and go to a pool table.
Has anyone else experienced this euphoria of shooting lights out when going from a snooker table to a pool table?
I would love to shoot a few hours on it and go to a pool table.
Has anyone else experienced this euphoria of shooting lights out when going from a snooker table to a pool table?