I'm probably in the minority here but I find all of this kind of sad. One thing I've grown to love about the pool world is there are players from all walks of life, different countries, and different creeds, but yet we all share a love of a game that only we understand. Anyone even half a step removed from pool -- just doesn't get it! They can't! I have a table in my basement that my wife and kids have seen me play on for years now, and they are just amused that I can still be so interested in it.
So here we have two lifers that have been butting heads over what really? Actually not just two lifers, but two guys who are in a lot of ways the epitome of the American Dream! They've certainly taken two different roads to success, but they've both gotten there. Meanwhile, us railbirds have gotten to enjoy their journeys as they've shared their experiences with the pool world. The fact that they share a love of the game and have even gone head-to-head in battle, but yet can't share a beer together -- may say more about them than all of the words spilled out onto AZ combined.
Anyway, I just wrapped up a late night solo session in my basement. A lonely one. It was a haunting session, as hanging on my wall is a prized photo of me and my now grown son. In between us, is a man my exact age and he's now fighting for his life. My prayers are feeble at best, but I've offered them up for Darren Appleton. Now I'm not crazy enough to think there's a Christmas miracle out there for AZ's most-famous arch rivals, but it would make for a nice Hallmark movie. Not that I watch Hallmark movies. I could only imagine how horrible the pool scenes would be.
Merry Christmas to my fellow players.
So here we have two lifers that have been butting heads over what really? Actually not just two lifers, but two guys who are in a lot of ways the epitome of the American Dream! They've certainly taken two different roads to success, but they've both gotten there. Meanwhile, us railbirds have gotten to enjoy their journeys as they've shared their experiences with the pool world. The fact that they share a love of the game and have even gone head-to-head in battle, but yet can't share a beer together -- may say more about them than all of the words spilled out onto AZ combined.
Anyway, I just wrapped up a late night solo session in my basement. A lonely one. It was a haunting session, as hanging on my wall is a prized photo of me and my now grown son. In between us, is a man my exact age and he's now fighting for his life. My prayers are feeble at best, but I've offered them up for Darren Appleton. Now I'm not crazy enough to think there's a Christmas miracle out there for AZ's most-famous arch rivals, but it would make for a nice Hallmark movie. Not that I watch Hallmark movies. I could only imagine how horrible the pool scenes would be.
Merry Christmas to my fellow players.