It was nice meeting you Gene. You played some good pool. Billy.
Today is better but it brings back memories of back in the day when I smoked. I used to drink a little too.
When I quit smoking I was still drinking and noticed that I never got the bad hangovers like I used to when i smoked. Imagine that.
Sound familiar.
I went down to the poolroom to give my lesson at 1:00 and low and behold the young man I was supposed to meet never showed up and I couldn't reach him on the phone. This usually doesn't happen very often with the lessons.
There was a young guy named Sean there from someplace else and he asked me what Perfect aim was about. 10 minutes later I was doing a lesson.
He was pretty impressed with what he learned. It really showed him why he was missing certain shots and how to correct the aim.
Pretty cool.
Then there was Eric Durbin. That guy is really looking for action all the time. I think he's going to match up with Chip somehow. I'm sure they will be playing when i go back down there for my 10:00 lesson.
I should have showed Eric Perfect Aim. Who knows, he might have just beat Chip. He might still beat him.
I won't be playing anyone. I'm having trouble navigating the van. But I can still teach. Tonight I'm going to get some much needed rest. I switched to a nice quiet room. My first lesson tomorrow is in another town about 40 minutes from Cape. 3:30. Then I got another right there at around 6:00.
Then i head over to Kanak for another one at 9:00.
This will give me a whole day without the smoke.
Holy Smoke. A whole day. SWEET.
Eric would need plenty of help for any chance of beating Chip or Joey. I like either one giving up 10-8 in 1 hole and the 8 playing 10 ball. Sorry to hear about what happened in your match. I just hand the cue ball to the person when I foul, they don't need to tell me I fouled.
It's been quite a battle. they went at it until 6:00AM and I was at it giving lessons until 6:00 am. So I got to keep an eye on it.
This is one of these epic battles that will be talked about forever. It's fun to be here and see it.
Eric was getting a little weak but was smart enough to realize how tired he was and demanded that they sleep and continue today.
It's 10 ahead for 2000 bananas. Chip was on the hill about 3 times only to have eric not only get back to even but to be up about 5 or 6 games on his side.
They both keep battling back. What a great little battle.
I could have gotten some action with Nick nickerson but i was pretty busy doing lessons. i did have a break for a couple of hours so I hit some balls with Ricky, one of my students, but I wasn't happy with my focus. Still wore out from not enough sleep and the smoke from the weekend. It was pretty smoky in there again yesterday.
Wish I could go down there today but I have 3 lessons on the Ill. side of the border. One at 3:30 5:30 and 9:00. I'm going to miss out on the action but I have some good action of my own.
Got kind of an unusual student. i have a gal here that was in a car wreck many years ago and her right eye doesn't go up with the left so she sees double. I don't know for sure if I can help her but i need to try. I feel pretty lucky to have worked with so many players with eye trouble that I've gained alot of insight on how to approach this type of problem. I've thought about it and have some definite ideas on what might work for her.
What a great little poolhall here in Cape. Every hall needs an eric Durbin for sure to stir things up. He's a really nice guy.
Got to hurry. I want to go down to the room and see what's goin g on before I head to Ill.
Too much funnnnnn!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yahoooooooooooo
One man, a van and the road. . .
What are they playing and how?
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I played a guy amed Ernesto from the Dominican in the final. I beat him 3-0 the first set. I'm ahead 1-0 in the second and my friend Daryl told me I should lose the second set because this guy would gamble. Lose maybe 3 to 4 hundred. The difference was first was 90 and second was 65. I couldn't help it. Auto dump just took over and I took second.
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Anyway it was a sad day for pool and integrity and taught alot of players that were watching a bad lesson on how to act.
Myself, I still like the fact that I didn't get up in his face when he was jumping the ball.
For all the players that keep saying the game is going down hill and this is no good and that is no good, here is your chance to make a difference. Make the game better at every level. When you foul in your league match step up to the plate and give the opponent the cue ball. You just made the game of pool a little bit better. When your playing with a friend or gambling do the same. You just made the game a little bit better.
I know there are so many people out there that treat the game the way it should be treated and my hats off to all of you and I say thank you. This is what we really need in this game to push it to the next level. Integrety. And it starts with each and everyone of us at all levels.
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Hope someone didn't have you in the calcutta.
Does this include you? I know.....I know....hustling is different right? I have enjoyed this thread quite a bit and I agree with your assessment about integrity, but remember that saying about people that live in glass kettles, or something like that.
Best of luck on your journeys.
Every once in a while we have something happen in our life or we change something in someone elses life that really makes a difference.
After being crushed in my motorhome accident about a year ago I've had many people say to me it wasn't your time to go.
There's a reason your still her.
I just kind of shrugged it off but it got said alot.
Then I have an experience like yesterday and I think back to what had been said.
While I'm at the tourny this last weekend I have this very polite young lady,Wendy, came up to me and asked me if I thought I could help her. She was in a car accident 15 to 20 years ago when she was 16 and it really messed her up. not only the multiple broken bones, too many to mention, but her right eye got wrecked. She's had surgeries on it to try and get the muscles to move the eye with the other one.She can move it from side to side a little but not much.
It doesn't go up with the other one. When she looks at the pool shot her left eye is looking at the OB and the right eye is looking down.
I didn't want to give her false hopes and I was almost afraid to tell her I could help her but I knew if anyone could I might be able to help her some.
For three days I worry about how I'm going to help her. I rack my brain about all the players I worked with that only had one eye or had a damaged one. And there are alot of them out there. And their dedication to this great game of ours is very admirable.
I got to the house, about a 40 minute drive and it was beautiful. They have a small lake in the back yard that they share with one neighbor.
we got down in the basement and what a great setup. Excersize equipment and a great pool table. My kind of perfect place.
I had heard that she had 4 or 5 lessons from some pro players and some pro instructors. Nobody really could help her she said. In fact some of the things that she was trying to do I told her to forget about. I could see that we needed to work with just that one eye.
This lesson got pretty complicated and I had to rely on all my experience teaching to come up with some answers for Wendy. We would try this and then we would try that. I can't just tell her this is how it is. She needs to see it working with her own eye and it has to work right away. Not something to work at and work at and maybe see some improvement. We need to get those eyes in the most correct position just like all the other Perfect Aim lessons. When her eyes are there she will see the light. And then the smile.
Finally I could see the road that we needed to take. She absolutely had to get the left eye right over the cue like a one eyes player. This seemed to work pretty well. She was making every straight in shot that we were setting up compared to half before. it almost seemed like she wasn't ever going to miss one but on about the 10th one she did.
She was elated with that result and I was too but I knew the war was not over. We had just won a small battle.
Now we needed to work on the cuts to the right and the cuts to the left.
She cut the balls great to the right but was truggling with the cuts to the left.
It turns out that Wendy was probably right eye dominant before her accident. From my past experiences it seems like the dominant eye still works like the dominant eye until we lose around 80% of the vision in that eye. Then the other eye just starts seeing everything by itself.
But wendy didn't lose the vision. Her eye just isn't pointed right. Her right eye , even though it points down is still helping somehow, especially with the depth perception. And her right eye is still trying to be in the dominant position.
She is having alot of trouble cutting balls to the left, hitting them too thick. This is characteristic of a right eye dominant player.
It turns out her right eye is working as the dominant eye and pulling the left eye out of position when she was cutting to the left. I really don't know how this could be but it is what it is.
Once we figured this out and she forced the head over a little bit wendy was cutting those balls to the left as well as to the right.
I almost couldn't believe it. Wendy looked at me and said 20 years and I finally got it. I had to fight back the tears.
Then Robert got home and Wendy was all excited telling him what she had learned. We did the whole lesson with Robert. He plays pretty sporty already but he also got pretty excited when he found out how this really worked. I saved the second half of the lesson with Wendy so we could do it together with Robert when he got home. This was so much fun....
They both can't wait to play in the handicap tourny this week at the Billiard Center in Cape. And I wish I was there to see it.
This little gal is going to knock their socks off. And I am just so greatful to have been any part of it.
It's my birthday today and I couldn't think of a better birthday present for myself than the opportunity to be part of what happened yesterday.
I don't have to fight off the tears today.
Thanks Wendy, for one of the best birthday presents I've ever had.
Can you imagine being 60.
Not anymore.
Dave