About five years ago I drove down to watch the Turning Stone 9 ball tournament. For those of you that never had the opportunity to go there, I would absolutely recommend it. It's a beautiful room inside a casino. No charge to get in and not a bad seat in the place.
Anyway, I walked in and picked out a seat in the lower level bleachers. Earl was playing another legend (not sure, but it may have been Archer). Anyway, I sat next to a gentleman and was so excited about the match I started chatting with him throughout the match. Looking back, while he did not seem disinterested with my conversation, I recall I was doing most of the talking.
When the match was over and folks started heading out of the room, I asked him where he plays. Only then did he informed me he didn't know anything about pool but needed a comfortable place to sit while his wife was gambling.
Sad commentary on the state of pool these days; some of the best players in the world, playing each other in a beautiful venue with no admission...and the bleachers were still 95% empty and some of them just needed a place to rest.
Damn. That's a sad story.