I agree with you. Not objective.
But an excellent working system when done properly
I agree with you. Not objective.
Its been said many times on here apa is not for everyone. I guess its true for a guy who cwn run a 100 but is only an apa 6. Hell i am a 6 and i cwnt run a rwck let alone a 100.
Wtf is a 100 ball runner doing to only be an apa 6 ?
Csi you don’t need league plays and it’s around 150 to enter!
For teams you need league plays. Our BCA requires 4 weeks for state and 8 for Vegas. I dont remember if it's the same for singles.
VNEA requires 12 weeks to go to Vegas for any event.
I don't mind leagues so much, except when they interfere with me getting a table. As others have mentioned the leagues are a necessary evil to keep the pool halls open. Apa on my friend
Evil? Folks like to shoot pool, that can't be evil, can it ? lol
Seriously, you can only play in your basement so many times, or play the same buddy, over and over. League are good for business, and good for recruiting folks to the sport. No different than a softball league. Folks like to be active and compete at stuff they like.
If no leagues, how the hell is the sport going to grow. Folks that only own a table in their basement don't really contribute much to the sport other than that first purchase. heck, they might not even buy magic chalk after that lol
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The appointed meeting time and so I had to start my journey blind and hope against hope that the room wouldn't be filled with people alternately sacrificing babies and shouting MARK IT UP! With a twisted grin. 20% of them holding pencils and asking "was that defense?" To every person that walked by.
But an excellent working system when done properly
Here is where we part ways.
So very evil. The other day I had to drive through my old stomping grounds in Baltimore to get to the green room. This was a trying experience to put it mildly. Then when I get there to meet some folks they say all the tables are reserved for some APA event and they consigned me...ME...to play on one of 4 disastrously kept coin operated tables which were perched higher than the rest of the floor as if to emphasize and put on display our unenviable circumstance of outsider-ness.
It was sickening and obviously the work of some foul religious phsyconaut. Not to mention the whole place was filled with nothing but Valleys! Who does that?? I nearly had an appendicitis when I walked in.
Now you might be saying to yourself "But Mr. Chef, you could've called ahead and checked for evil leagues using the tables"
But the place didn't open, and no one would answer phones, before 6 o'clock. The appointed meeting time and so I had to start my journey blind and hope against hope that the room wouldn't be filled with people alternately sacrificing babies and shouting MARK IT UP! With a twisted grin. 20% of them holding pencils and asking "was that defense?" To every person that walked by.
And did I mention I had to pay a toll on my way back? After spending probably 5 bucks in quarters.
So very evil. The other day I had to drive through my old stomping grounds in Baltimore to get to the green room. This was a trying experience to put it mildly. Then when I get there to meet some folks they say all the tables are reserved for some APA event and they consigned me...ME...to play on one of 4 disastrously kept coin operated tables which were perched higher than the rest of the floor as if to emphasize and put on display our unenviable circumstance of outsider-ness.
It was sickening and obviously the work of some foul religious phsyconaut. Not to mention the whole place was filled with nothing but Valleys! Who does that?? I nearly had an appendicitis when I walked in.
Now you might be saying to yourself "But Mr. Chef, you could've called ahead and checked for evil leagues using the tables"
But the place didn't open, and no one would answer phones, before 6 o'clock. The appointed meeting time and so I had to start my journey blind and hope against hope that the room wouldn't be filled with people alternately sacrificing babies and shouting MARK IT UP! With a twisted grin. 20% of them holding pencils and asking "was that defense?" To every person that walked by.
And did I mention I had to pay a toll on my way back? After spending probably 5 bucks in quarters.
So very evil. The other day I had to drive through my old stomping grounds in Baltimore to get to the green room. This was a trying experience to put it mildly. Then when I get there to meet some folks they say all the tables are reserved for some APA event and they consigned me...ME...to play on one of 4 disastrously kept coin operated tables which were perched higher than the rest of the floor as if to emphasize and put on display our unenviable circumstance of outsider-ness.
It was sickening and obviously the work of some foul religious phsyconaut. Not to mention the whole place was filled with nothing but Valleys! Who does that?? I nearly had an appendicitis when I walked in.
Now you might be saying to yourself "But Mr. Chef, you could've called ahead and checked for evil leagues using the tables"
But the place didn't open, and no one would answer phones, before 6 o'clock. The appointed meeting time and so I had to start my journey blind and hope against hope that the room wouldn't be filled with people alternately sacrificing babies and shouting MARK IT UP! With a twisted grin. 20% of them holding pencils and asking "was that defense?" To every person that walked by.
And did I mention I had to pay a toll on my way back? After spending probably 5 bucks in quarters.
So very evil. The other day I had to drive through my old stomping grounds in Baltimore to get to the green room. This was a trying experience to put it mildly. Then when I get there to meet some folks they say all the tables are reserved for some APA event and they consigned me...ME...to play on one of 4 disastrously kept coin operated tables which were perched higher than the rest of the floor as if to emphasize and put on display our unenviable circumstance of outsider-ness.
It was sickening and obviously the work of some foul religious phsyconaut. Not to mention the whole place was filled with nothing but Valleys! Who does that?? I nearly had an appendicitis when I walked in.
Now you might be saying to yourself "But Mr. Chef, you could've called ahead and checked for evil leagues using the tables"
But the place didn't open, and no one would answer phones, before 6 o'clock. The appointed meeting time and so I had to start my journey blind and hope against hope that the room wouldn't be filled with people alternately sacrificing babies and shouting MARK IT UP! With a twisted grin. 20% of them holding pencils and asking "was that defense?" To every person that walked by.
And did I mention I had to pay a toll on my way back? After spending probably 5 bucks in quarters.
That's funny right there even if you are a fan of the APA. :thumbup:
Let me relate my story of a recent happening in my wife's local APA league.
She had played for three consecutive sessions in the Arlington (TX) APA 8-ball league as a SL3, winning about 50 to 60% of her matches during that time. She accumulates a normal amount of innings during her matches for her skill level. She lays off a session then goes over to Tarrant County APA 8-ball league, begins as a SL3, loses her first match of the session to a SL4 3 games to 1 and the next week goes up to a SL4.
I cannot explain it.
APA in St. Louis cannot possibly look at her scoresheet for her first match and determine that she shot well enough in her one game she won (in which her opponent missed the 8-ball and left my wife an easy shot). I think that particular game went four innings.
Now, being as how my wife's opponent won the other three games (he was up 2-0 when my wife won her only game and he was the missed 8-ball away from a rackless night), how is it any fault of my wife to be able to control the amount of innings in the three games she lost? As far as St. Louis (National headquarters where all scoresheets are sent for skill level assessment) knows, my wife may have never made a ball in the three games she lost.
I only relate this story to give my opinion of how broken the APA scoring system can be at times. I believe in the APA, but only consider it as an alternate way to get out of the house and mingle with some friends, have a drink or two, and shoot a bit of pool. I simply cannot take it seriously.
FWIW, my wife has lost both her matches since being raised and has no confidence she will win another match as a SL4. Time will tell, but I can honestly say that she's got a tough patch of road ahead of her until she goes back down.
Maniac
Yes, The Green Room. Dundalk maryland. Home to about 120 in house APA teams. Well kept valley's, except for the 4 coin ops that you played on. No body really cares about them. Also home to Charlie's pro shop, arguably the best pro shop in the country. It's a great pool hall with some very good players that play there
But did they mark their pocket for the 8 ball?