I am a professional at sarcasm, yes.
Professional at pool? No.
You need to be a professional sports agent.

I have seen you get players sponsored that no one ever thought would get a sponsor.
I am a professional at sarcasm, yes.
Professional at pool? No.
Something about his attitude bothered me, I could tell he really thought he was something special, but also that he wanted to wield that against some noobs to try to feel important. So I felt like twisting the needle. My response? I just acted surprised and said "Really, you think I play good? I guess I did spend one week every summer at my grandparents cabin and they had a pool table there so I've played a little bit before, but wow, thanks for the kind words!"
Then I left him with his jaw on the floor, tilted at life that he just lost to a what he thought was a civilian that got 3 balls better than him almost accidentally.
Moral of the story- don't be a d-bag. We're all small fish.
Am I a Pro?
Lets see...............
I have a real job.
I have money in the bank.
I have health insurance.
I have my own place to live in.
I have a car.
No not a Pro.
This is the conundrum of pool. As it is played in bars, it has somehow become the ultimate show of manliness. Just to step up to the table with players you've never met, to the lay person, is an assertion that you are not to be reckoned with. To win at any cost shows that you are dominant, doesn't even matter if that comes from a scratch on the break. Most people have visions of running racks and beating everybody off of the table, yet they would never dream of going to a pool hall for an hour or two and actually practicing. When they run into someone who has actually practiced they will either make excuses as to why they didn't win or they will assign you a level of competence far greater than you actually have in order to allow themselves to deal with defeat.
Most people like to play pool, however it is this way of thinking that keeps most people from embracing it fully.
Hahah, lol. I've got a similar story. Actually, its Steve Lipsky's story but I consider him a friend, so I hope he doesn't mind me re-telling it.
Apparently, Steve was in a bar, with a bar table, with two friends. Supposedly, it was a similar situation where the local Pool badass was showing off for his girlfriend and lording his skills over the crowd. At some point, they decided that itmight be fun if one of them went and beat this guy. Now Steve or either of his two buddies can easily beat most poolplayers, let alone, this guy. So, which one of those three did they decide on? For laughs, they told the then current WPA World 9 ball champion,Mika Immonen, to go play that guy. The rest, as they say, is history.
Eric
SVB has all that too, does that mean he's NOT a pro?
What's he going to do when he's 60 years old?
Sorry but from your description, you were the bigger d-bag for lying and rubbing it in. All he did was ask to play, and ask to play with the weakest player. So he likes pool and has his own cue? Unless there's something you left out, I'm on his side in this situation.![]()
Here's another Mika story. Mika was reigning World Champion visiting Los Angeles, An aquaintence of mine is supposed to set him up some matches. My buddy is able to talk a few locals into donating some $100 sets. Mika comes in and asks my buddy about the matches. He then turns around, looks at him, and says "You're not setting me up, are you?".
You need to be a professional sports agent.
I have seen you get players sponsored that no one ever thought would get a sponsor.
Well, from what I can see, he'll still be beating everybody.![]()
What's he going to do when he's 60 years old? I didn't see that on your list anywhere.
I went to a concert once with a couple of non-pool playing friends. I had some time before the band I was there to hear took the stage and I noticed a bar table in the corner. To kill some time I invited my friends to play a bit. I was playing scotch doubles with one guy against the other guy. Obviously we're crushing but at least there are multiple innings due to my partner being a noob.
Suddenly this guy comes swaggering over, real smooth, and asks if he can get in. I say 'no problem'. He has his own cue, a sneaky pete obviously. He asks which of us is the worst and says "I should probably play with him". It was crystal clear the guy thought he was a champion, and that he was going to blow us off the table and sign autographs for us.
We switched to regular doubles, and then it happened. I hit dead punch. Something about this guy irritated me and I decided to shut him out. I was playing off the wall but it didn't matter, it was a bar table, and even in bad lighting with dead rails and a concert blaring I can run out, it looked like tic tac toe. I win. I win again. Running out from the break. Or worst case I come up dry, opponent shoots, partner shoots, opponent shoots, I run out again. Etc. I put some TOP SHELF pool on this guy, like no errors for an hour.
The better I played the worse this guy played. In the beginning he made a few decent starts to run outs, but by the end he was totally snake bitten. In fact, after an hour of him not winning a rack I finally fumbled and gave him a winning opportunity, and he chunked the shot horribly.
Finally my band is up and I tell him I have to go. He is somewhat shocked, and now he's acting totally humble compared to the attitude he first had. He asked me if I was a pro, or if I played tournaments, and how I got so good.
Something about his attitude bothered me, I could tell he really thought he was something special, but also that he wanted to wield that against some noobs to try to feel important. So I felt like twisting the needle. My response? I just acted surprised and said "Really, you think I play good? I guess I did spend one week every summer at my grandparents cabin and they had a pool table there so I've played a little bit before, but wow, thanks for the kind words!"
Then I left him with his jaw on the floor, tilted at life that he just lost to a what he thought was a civilian that got 3 balls better than him almost accidentally.
Moral of the story- don't be a d-bag. We're all small fish.
Funny you said this, I was thinking the same thing. If I find myself playing at a bar against people I don't know I tell them I play good. Been a time or two too many that people get pissed cause you're too good (drunk in a bar too good, not like actually really good) and for the most part I don't even play in a bar but if I do I tell people right up front, "I'm pretty good". Not because I'm an arrogant d-bag but because I'm trying not to be. Perception of the situation I guess.
Oh wow, she's down to two teeth? I told her those pop rocks would rot her teeth outYes, ck, deathly afraid. You never know what's out there. I'll never forget the night, down at Two-Tooth Sally's place in Galveston, when a carload of pool players from Fort Worth came through. My God, you could smell it in the air.
If it hadn't of been for that cue case condom JB had sent along, my old 2x3 Buffalo would have never made it. :wink:
Your suggestion is always the best way to go. In fact, I have noticed that if people see that you bring your own cue to a bar, there is always someone who will eventually ask you how good you think that you are.I have to agree with this comment. I would rather have a good time playing with someone rather than leave having them think I am an arrogant jerk. If they ask I tell them I play a lot of pool and I play pretty decent. I am not the best by any means, but to the average bar player I play real well. I love pool for the game and I certainly don't play to get rich or rub it in anyones face.
I have to agree with this comment. I would rather have a good time playing with someone rather than leave having them think I am an arrogant jerk. If they ask I tell them I play a lot of pool and I play pretty decent. I am not the best by any means, but to the average bar player I play real well. I love pool for the game and I certainly don't play to get rich or rub it in anyones face.