Has Anyone Seen My Cue Ball?

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DrCue'sProtege

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well, bet ya cant guess what i did tonight? another miserable, miserable night of racking and breaking. screwed up 2-3 racks right from the get go, then ran one very shortly thereafter. the next couple of hours was pure misery again.

no rolls, nothing but horrible spreads, balls constantly rolling into my way, and the last one that caused me to lose it was when i hit one into my side pocket at an angle that it surely should have gone and it popped out for some reason. i am gonna get pics of the way that cloth is cut and post them here for everyone to look at and tell me what you's think.

anyway, that was the final straw tonight. i grabbed the cue ball, and let out a quite loud yell of frustration, and flung the cue ball as hard as i could. knocked one of my Dog/Pool pictures off the wall, and the cue ball went right through the paneling, through the insulation, and into the garage. i think it clanged off my new 4 Wheeler, i never did find it out there.

however, i then calmly brushed the table, put my cues up, turned out the lights, and came upstairs and took a shower. i have a woman coming over tomorrow (friday) night, hope she can help me to relax.

may the Lord forgive me for whatever i have done that causes me to have such horrible, horrible luck night in and night out.

DCP
 
If I was you I'd give up, you're not cut out for this game, billiards is a head game and you don't have one!
 
Even though your story is pretty bogus... I'd put my cue down for 3 weeks, calm down a bit, then quit.
 
two things, first quit pool, you have no brains, and no heart, your wallowing in your own stuff, go to therapy, and stop playing billiards. #2 stop posting here, your bringing this forum down, it stinks to high hell, no one wants to hear from you, goodbye and good luck.
 
It was a funny read though, true or not...

2 things:

Mellow out.

You are not coming over to my house!

-pigy
 
DrCue'sProtege said:
well, bet ya cant guess what i did tonight? another miserable, miserable night of racking and breaking. screwed up 2-3 racks right from the get go, then ran one very shortly thereafter. the next couple of hours was pure misery again.

no rolls, nothing but horrible spreads, balls constantly rolling into my way, and the last one that caused me to lose it was when i hit one into my side pocket at an angle that it surely should have gone and it popped out for some reason. i am gonna get pics of the way that cloth is cut and post them here for everyone to look at and tell me what you's think.

anyway, that was the final straw tonight. i grabbed the cue ball, and let out a quite loud yell of frustration, and flung the cue ball as hard as i could. knocked one of my Dog/Pool pictures off the wall, and the cue ball went right through the paneling, through the insulation, and into the garage. i think it clanged off my new 4 Wheeler, i never did find it out there.

however, i then calmly brushed the table, put my cues up, turned out the lights, and came upstairs and took a shower. i have a woman coming over tomorrow (friday) night, hope she can help me to relax.

may the Lord forgive me for whatever i have done that causes me to have such horrible, horrible luck night in and night out.

DCP
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I don't know whether to believe this story or not, I think you're full of shit on this one. If you're going to provide pics of the cloth, take a pic of the hole in the wall along with the glassless picture of Rossman and post it. If you think that having a woman come over to drain you of all your evil spirits will make you mellow out, if that's all it takes, may I suggest that you jack-off about three times before you start playing and once every 5 racks. The activity will mirror the individual.
 
Man lighten up on the poor guy...true story or not most of you guys flaming him are probably considered eccentric at family reunions, and that's being nice *cough*bernie*cough*. Anyway I found the story amusing and what's more amusing is the guys computer probably made an even bigger hole after the response he got from some of you. Don't give up pool man, people who get extremely mad when they lose are what most funny pool stories are made of.
 
Chokeinator said:
Man lighten up on the poor guy...true story or not most of you guys flaming him are probably considered eccentric at family reunions, and that's being nice *cough*bernie*cough*. Anyway I found the story amusing and what's more amusing is the guys computer probably made an even bigger hole after the response he got from some of you. Don't give up pool man, people who get extremely mad when they lose are what most funny pool stories are made of.
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I don't know whether he did these things or not, alone and in the privacy of his own home with nothing on the line. But if he did, I can say that I've thought about it and wanted to do it many times myself. When I was a young dude in my late teens, I lost a game with some good money on the line by blowing an easy shot and slammed a house cue against a rail bird chair like Barry Bonds and smashed it to smithereens. The owner of the pool room really liked me but even he couldn't put up with that. I had to pay for a new cue, and he banned me from the room. I had to kiss his ass, beg, plea, and cry for three weeks before he let me back in to teach me a lesson. I haven't done it since.
 
If you had done that in my room, and wanted to keep coming in. I think I would have made you come in and sit and watch everyone play for 7 days without being able to hit a ball. As for Protege, It's his house, but I hope he gets a grip on his anger. Sam

As we get older, some of us gain an understanding that you don't always run out from the break. be patient and learn to push out.
 
satman said:
If you had done that in my room, and wanted to keep coming in. I think I would have made you come in and sit and watch everyone play for 7 days without being able to hit a ball.
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I needed the time away from the room anyway to let the thing die down and have people forget about it because it was a very embarrassing, humiliating scene right after it happened. I was totally out of control when I did it and couldn't have stopped. When the bomb went off from the cue exploding, the room suddenly turned so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. I came to my senses immediately and knew that I really fucked up. The silence lasted about 5 more seconds until Benny, the owner, started calling me ever mother-f*#ker and c#*ksucker you could think of and was screaming at the top of his lungs for me to get the fuck out and stay out. With a couple dozen sets of eyes witnessing this humiliation along with my asshole act, that in itself was enough to teach me a lesson for life. Not to say I've never made an asshole of myself ever again, but I've never done it by taking anything out on equipment, mine or anyone else's.
 
Mental Preparation my friend :)... You need someone to help you turn all this anger into a positive driving force... But really and truthfully, as severe as your case seems to be. I'd say it's going to take everything in your being to become someone who can take the bad just as well as the good :/. When you can learn to turn the bad into a positive force to drive you towards excellence, only then will you be able to achieve greatness.
 
Everyone messes up sometime, and we all make asses of ourselves. Sometimes this snaps us into reality. But there are some people who never learn. Nice to hear you're not one of em. Sam
 
if i happen to play in the Glass City Open this fall i am sure nothing like this will happen.

it only starts when, for example, i rack and break for say an hour straight and no matter where the cue ball ends up balls are either in my way, or have no shot, or balls are constantly tied up, etc, etc, etc. after an hour straight of this crap, like last night, i tend to lose it. my mind cannot fathom how i can be so unlucky. . . . . . . . . . .

i will try and get that digital camera soon, very soon. you will see the hole in the paneling, the hole in the ceiling (which is insulation), Dr. Cue's broken frame, the other area in the paneling where the ball didnt go through.

plus i'll get a close up of those side pockets, man it sure seems to me like balls should fall in. when i get to Peoria i am gonna ask Mr. Tipton if i can look at the way the side pockets are done on their Gold Crowns.

DCP
 
anger and its management ...

When you learn to express your anger to make right ...

I bet you were one of those little kids that screamed and shouted when you did not get your way ... Well too bad, none of us get our way all the time ..

some of us are smart enough to recognize that expressing anger in that way is nothing but destructive, and will internalize our anger and will use our brains and turn it to perseverance so that we can get our way in the end ... I was always small for my age, and when I didn't measure up, I had to use my brain to figure out how I could measure up, which I did, and that mentality has stayed with me all of my life.

"What enables an intelligent leader to overcome others and achieve extraordinary accomplishments is foreknowledge. All matters require foreknowledge."
Sun Tzu, The Art of War

I would suggest that you find a mentor, someone that is good and wise, to teach you how to think about the sport, and how to approach the sport with the proper attitude.
 
DCP: Since this is about your 5th post with the same theme and outcome, is it possible that you're just jerking us around?
 
I don't have the best attitude but i think this is dumb, if the table poops out a ball or if i slow roll a shot while practicing and it rolls off, then i just take the object ball and toss it in the hole and keep on shooting, solves that problem, You can't let the table beat you, I used to practice at home on a junk table with side pockets that wasn't very deep and the balls would circle the pockets and come out if u shot hard, so i'd just throw em back down.
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