This is my last summer here, so I thought I'd try out their 8-ball league format before I head home for some new and exciting adventures. The other team put up a SL3 against me, so the race was 6-2. She's a new player, so I assume the strategy was to have her lost, and dropped down to a 2.
I won the lag. Broke an ugly rack, back and forth a bit, and I ended up winning the first rack. She couldn't really pot 2-3 balls in an inning. I was shooting good; my confidence was raised; and that was where all good things came to an end.
I broke the 2nd rack, ran till the 8, but had to jump half ball to make the 8 to the corner. Since it was a half ball jump, I decided not to go back and grab my break stick, and just use my player. CB just caught the edge of the ball the it was jumping over; it went airborne, caught the bad part of the rail and bounced off the table. I only realized I lost the rack after noticing all the weird sighs and looks from both teams.
She broke the 3rd rack. Dried, clustered, but low balls looked pretty good. It wasn't so much a runnable rack, but I managed to get to the end with a tough 8 to pot. Didn't hit it hard at all, the 8-ball caught the points twice, and kicked into another ball, then went in to the unintended pocket. So I lost again.
Ouch!
But lesson learned, I could've just gave her ball in band both times and I was still able to return to the table. Instead, knowing I was playing an extremely weak player, my ego kicked in, gear switched into showing-off mode, and I was punished.
Do you guys have any self-realization loses in your career?
I won the lag. Broke an ugly rack, back and forth a bit, and I ended up winning the first rack. She couldn't really pot 2-3 balls in an inning. I was shooting good; my confidence was raised; and that was where all good things came to an end.
I broke the 2nd rack, ran till the 8, but had to jump half ball to make the 8 to the corner. Since it was a half ball jump, I decided not to go back and grab my break stick, and just use my player. CB just caught the edge of the ball the it was jumping over; it went airborne, caught the bad part of the rail and bounced off the table. I only realized I lost the rack after noticing all the weird sighs and looks from both teams.
She broke the 3rd rack. Dried, clustered, but low balls looked pretty good. It wasn't so much a runnable rack, but I managed to get to the end with a tough 8 to pot. Didn't hit it hard at all, the 8-ball caught the points twice, and kicked into another ball, then went in to the unintended pocket. So I lost again.
Ouch!

Do you guys have any self-realization loses in your career?