Taming the Beast

My friends daughter was playing the last game of a league match, shooting at the 8 ball and made it but the cue scratched. This was for going to Vegas and her team all turned around and would not talk to her so on the way home she opens up the window to her car and throws a $1,000 schon cue onto the highway.

Sounds like she needs a new team. If i was her, i'd have offered to throw THEM out the window instead.
 
when i first started playing seriously, about three years ago, i lost a match because i felt i had been cheated. i put my break cue throught the wall of the pool hall. about a year after that i lost a team match. tied two a piece in matches, up 3-0, i lost 4-3. that win would have put us about a step away from vegas (apa - i know silly but i was still new). i shook hands went outside and to this day there is a catoon like fist shaped dent in the tailgate of my truck.
about a year after that i lost in a local tournament after making it to the finals in the hot seat i wound up taking second. when i finally left about a half hour later i launched my case into the bed of my truck from about 15 feet away. a while after that i lost in the finals of the apa regional singles to a kid i honestly knew was not playing his speed - he'd already been caught and raised and when i played him he still wasn't up high enough. after they did the pictures for winner and runner up and all the glad handing i went outside and skimmed the plaque i got across the parking lot.
lastly a few months ago i took second again in a local tourney after winning to the hotseat. i shook the guys hand had a few laughs with everyone collected my money and took my girl out to breakfast (it was 4 in the morning) went home and went to bed.
i guess it's just a learning curve. you get better about it. my temper is still wildly out of control, always has been and always will be. and i have always been hyper-competitive. you just learn how to be gracious in defeat as in victory. i have never taken a victory lap on someone, somehow that never seemed right, and i've blamed anyone for me losing. but in the bad old days i'd show my ass pretty bad after losing because of my own mistakes.
 
when i first started playing seriously, about three years ago, i lost a match because i felt i had been cheated. i put my break cue throught the wall of the pool hall. about a year after that i lost a team match. tied two a piece in matches, up 3-0, i lost 4-3. that win would have put us about a step away from vegas (apa - i know silly but i was still new). i shook hands went outside and to this day there is a catoon like fist shaped dent in the tailgate of my truck.
about a year after that i lost in a local tournament after making it to the finals in the hot seat i wound up taking second. when i finally left about a half hour later i launched my case into the bed of my truck from about 15 feet away. a while after that i lost in the finals of the apa regional singles to a kid i honestly knew was not playing his speed - he'd already been caught and raised and when i played him he still wasn't up high enough. after they did the pictures for winner and runner up and all the glad handing i went outside and skimmed the plaque i got across the parking lot.
lastly a few months ago i took second again in a local tourney after winning to the hotseat. i shook the guys hand had a few laughs with everyone collected my money and took my girl out to breakfast (it was 4 in the morning) went home and went to bed.
i guess it's just a learning curve. you get better about it. my temper is still wildly out of control, always has been and always will be. and i have always been hyper-competitive. you just learn how to be gracious in defeat as in victory. i have never taken a victory lap on someone, somehow that never seemed right, and i've blamed anyone for me losing. but in the bad old days i'd show my ass pretty bad after losing because of my own mistakes.

The quote in my signature actually changed the way I think about pool, that's why I think it's worthwhile to display it every post that I make.

I used to have temper problems also, but I've mellowed a bit with age...I've seen Efren miss balls that I would bet I could make 100 out of 100 times, and if HE can handle that humiliation, surely I, who will never play half his speed, can deal with missing a makeable shot.
 
My friends daughter was playing the last game of a league match, shooting at the 8 ball and made it but the cue scratched. This was for going to Vegas and her team all turned around and would not talk to her so on the way home she opens up the window to her car and throws a $1,000 schon cue onto the highway.

That is really sad and truly against the spirit of having a team. Your daughter should have fired her team, so to speak... Maybe she did? If they ever want to make it up to her, they could get her a new Schon cue stick.
 
There are definitely times I want to launch the cue ball through a window, or thrash my cue stick against a concrete floor. I do my best to keep it in check though...

- I just remember that it's just a game.
- If money was on the line, it has to be money I would be willing to lose without pain. If the money matters that much, I should not be putting it up.
- I don't want to shark the other players in the room.
- I don't want to get banned from the pool hall.
- I don't want to be "that guy".
- Most importantly, I don't want any of the women in the room to see my lose my marbles over a game... My chances were bad enough already.

I really admire the Chinese and Taiwanese professional players, and a handful of the European players. They really keep their cool and to show little or no emotion when the play. I am sure on the inside they must be going crazy, but it takes a lot of discipline to keep that inside... I think it's the same discipline that helps them play and win.
 
well I would have to say first of all you are playing the absolute most frustrating game. Straight pool will test your patience each and every day you play. sometimes all day for that matter.
Secondly, you are not alone. there is an accustats with Mike sigel vs John Schmidt. you can see mike's frustration building almost from the beginning. towards the end of the game he goes into the balls from the side of the rack, rack splits apart, cue ball straight into the side pocket. Mike breaks his stick. it can happen to one of the best to ever play the game, and can certainly happen to any one of us. It might be best to learn from the experience and become a better player for it.
steven
 
I take beta blockers for my heart. I used to take them before bedtime, but now I take them just before my pool match. They calm me down. Kinda puts me in an "I don't give a sh*t" mood. I know this isn't a solution for everyone, but if you are on beta blockers, try this approach.

Maniac
 
Your game will never be as good as it can if you are not the master of your emotions.
Understanding and controlling frustration controlls anger.
Good luck!
:p
 
Everybody is 'human', but it doesn't excuse crappy behaviour.

When I see an opponent getting bent out of shape, I just start repeatedly hooking them even when it isn't necessary just to push them over the edge. When an opponent's mind breaks, their game normally goes with it.

That said, I wouldn't waste my time playing you again. I'm not your babysitter, act like an adult if you want to get treated like one.
 
- If money was on the line, it has to be money I would be willing to lose without pain. If the money matters that much, I should not be putting it up.


Money always matters, if it doesn't than why play for it? I don't know about you but I don't know anyone who would be willing to lose ANY money without pain.
 
Sometimes the cue has to pay. ;)

Thats what I was gonna say.

My favorite frustration story was relayed to us by DCP: He got mad at the cue ball and threw it at the wall (at home). It went thru the drywall and, IIRC, remains there to this day.

Thanks for sharing that, DCP!:wink:
 
Closest I've gotten is to grab my cue rather tightly, holding that grip for a short while imagining snapping it over my knee, and lightly tapping my forehead with the shaft of the cue.

I don't do even that very often, and am trying actively to eliminate even that reaction. It really isn't helping anything.

Good thing I drink. That helps. :D (Yes, usually after playing, save for one to nurse through my match.)
 
I'm kind of an emotional basket case. Always have been. Just my nature. And then I chose to play one of the most difficult, aggrevating, torturous, soul wrenching games in the world! I've had a love/hate relationship going with pool for about 30 years. Broken cues, F bombs, fist smashing [into various objects] and bouts of depression! After all these years [59] I've learned to control my emotions well, but pool, being my lifes passion brings out not only the best in me but the worst. So why do I keep doing it? Because of the times I get the best out of me!! Being really good at something is REALLY cool. Worth every hour and dollar I've put into it. If I'm down all I gotta do is sink a couple banks or get perfect 2 rail shape and everythings ok. Live or die pool gets me high! Don
 
If you think pool gets me aggravated, come play 18 holes with me.

This one made me cackle.:grin:
When I was kid...got some pretty good distance with my putter...
..till I realized I was throwing it up the next fairway...
..if I was going to be that lazy...it was time to stop.

Personally,I've never broke a cue....
...hell,I've never even found one that gambles..:groucho:
 
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