Good for you
I have always taken pride in having Simonis cloth and Brunswick Centennial balls on my table.
I was noticing the more I practiced at home, the worse I would do in the league when I played on the slower cloth and friction-ridden billiard balls that plague bars.
2 months ago, I changed my felt to Championship Invitational (much slower) and purchased a set of basic poly-resin balls.
I did this all to more closely match the conditions of the bars we play in...
After 8 matches, it made all the difference in the world. I now feel a level of consistency between my table and the tables we play on for the league.
It was a hell of a sacrifice, but quitting the APA is not an option. It's my one night out a week, and it's something my father and I have been doing together for years.
Has anyone else done something similar, or did I just commit all kinds of blasphemy? :lol:
You've demonstrated an individuality that is lacking in most people today.....I think that is good.
You set a goal and did as much as you could do to reach that goal. (
most pool players don't even know what a goal is and furthermore cannot spell the word either).
I think most people would agree that, collectively speaking, pool players rank pretty low on the intellectual scale.
Here's my own story..I posted this previously in another thread here.
I made up my mind years ago when I decided to own a table that my game(s) were going to be 8 Ball and 9 Ball.....nothing more.
Nobody would ever be a guest in my home to play pool on my table(s). I don't like visitors anyway.
I wanted a hard miserable, TRAINING FIELD.....(like in that old movie Rocky when he trained in the meat house whacking those carcasses) to get down on and sweat for hours. Maybe shooting the same shot 100-200 times, then moving it an inch and shooting it another 100-200 times. Thousands of shots a day...long ones, tough ones, hard long backcuts, etc. etc. etc. never any of those stupid easy ones. I wanted a torture chamber (and I got one)....practice was NOT SUPPOSED to be fun, in my opinion.
I told the installer to give me dead, used rails, with bad rubber...to mix 'em up. Bad pocket fixtures with corners that would hook and tear my clothes in order to break my concentration Cheap ass slow cloth. Poor lighting. Installed in a shed that was cold in the winter and miserably hot and humidity ridden in the summer with insects and bugs swarming. And to shim those pockets up to 4 inches...he messed up and made them 4 1/4 inches. If I ever have it recovered, they're going down to four inches...I'll watch over that. I've even paid the kids next door to come in there and throw stuff at each other across the table, yell and scream, chase each other around the table, grab the back of my cue stick, mess with the balls,...anything to break concentration when I'm training
The only thing important to me was that the contraption be perfectly level...that was a must.
That is the kind of thing that I believe is needed for a guy to train on so he can become all the pool player he wants to become.
I guess it's how much pain a fella is willing to endure to get to the point where he is oblivious to what the opponent does or what the railbirds are doing and he only concentrates intensely on his own procedures.
It sure does pay off at match time competition, though, when playing on good equipment.
To each his own I guess. I am a very weird person when it comes to training.
Have a good one........