Maybe there really is room for both of them on the same prom floor.
Let’s do acknowledge the existence of the ‘how to dress / how not to dress’ discords in Forum Land. Specifically, the louche in rather marked contrast to the time-honored.
Then, let’s further consider that much of this textile bickering is merely symptomatic of a deeper division within the world of pool. Much deeper:
Younger v. Seasoned.
Urban v. Non.
Power v. Wedge.
Rap v. Rock.
Men v. Women.
America v. Them.
Balabushka v. Jump cues.
Hopers v. Nopers.
League v. Road.
Tush hogs v. Samoans.
Visionaries v. Visigoths.
Commentators v. Chatterers.
10-ball v. Bonus Ball.
Vegas v. Elsewhere.
Word-of-mouth v. Live streaming / chat rooms / blogs / forum flames / DVDs / YouTube / iPhones / TARP / et alia.
‘We can do it’ v. ‘No we can’t.’
Well … you take the point.
The divisions are wide … yet, perhaps, more horizontal than deep.
How so?
Back to fashion -- and I invoke this specific topic merely as the symbolic representation of the healthy competitive tensions (as well as the unhealthy fault lines) of our sport -- is there not a middle ground? A common sward?
Isn’t it conceivable, that in the world of pool, both points of view -- dress up / dress down -- can coexist? That both could be compatible? And complementary?
I believe that the ‘good girls love bad boys’ academy of assessment is real and is attractive to many.
Conversely, ‘dressing with respect’ appeals to the establishment cohort.
So … does it have to be an either / or?
Isn’t it possible that the couture-controversy might -- possibly! someday! -- appeal to that mythical corporate sponsor who could -- possibly! someday! -- be further entranced by a discerning fascination with the underbelly of our sport?
To wit: by recognizing (and celebrating!) some of our zany personalities?
By saluting some of our lively rivalries?
By nodding toward the gambling aspect? (Of course! Why try to deny reality? Especially when that wagering-reality could be romanticized.)
By spotlighting the eternal battle between the sexes?
Back to Mr. Clean-Cut and Ms. Gangster … soul-kissing? Perhaps not quite yet!
Think golf for tidiness. And poker for naughtiness.
Overstating the obvious is my life,
Sunny
P. S. Think Disney.
Let’s do acknowledge the existence of the ‘how to dress / how not to dress’ discords in Forum Land. Specifically, the louche in rather marked contrast to the time-honored.
Then, let’s further consider that much of this textile bickering is merely symptomatic of a deeper division within the world of pool. Much deeper:
Younger v. Seasoned.
Urban v. Non.
Power v. Wedge.
Rap v. Rock.
Men v. Women.
America v. Them.
Balabushka v. Jump cues.
Hopers v. Nopers.
League v. Road.
Tush hogs v. Samoans.
Visionaries v. Visigoths.
Commentators v. Chatterers.
10-ball v. Bonus Ball.
Vegas v. Elsewhere.
Word-of-mouth v. Live streaming / chat rooms / blogs / forum flames / DVDs / YouTube / iPhones / TARP / et alia.
‘We can do it’ v. ‘No we can’t.’
Well … you take the point.
The divisions are wide … yet, perhaps, more horizontal than deep.
How so?
Back to fashion -- and I invoke this specific topic merely as the symbolic representation of the healthy competitive tensions (as well as the unhealthy fault lines) of our sport -- is there not a middle ground? A common sward?
Isn’t it conceivable, that in the world of pool, both points of view -- dress up / dress down -- can coexist? That both could be compatible? And complementary?
I believe that the ‘good girls love bad boys’ academy of assessment is real and is attractive to many.
Conversely, ‘dressing with respect’ appeals to the establishment cohort.
So … does it have to be an either / or?
Isn’t it possible that the couture-controversy might -- possibly! someday! -- appeal to that mythical corporate sponsor who could -- possibly! someday! -- be further entranced by a discerning fascination with the underbelly of our sport?
To wit: by recognizing (and celebrating!) some of our zany personalities?
By saluting some of our lively rivalries?
By nodding toward the gambling aspect? (Of course! Why try to deny reality? Especially when that wagering-reality could be romanticized.)
By spotlighting the eternal battle between the sexes?
Back to Mr. Clean-Cut and Ms. Gangster … soul-kissing? Perhaps not quite yet!
Think golf for tidiness. And poker for naughtiness.
Overstating the obvious is my life,
Sunny
P. S. Think Disney.
