I decided at 11 that I was not going to attempt to play 14.1 until my shot making skill had reached a level where I stopped missing open shots on my 8 footer no matter how long the shot if it was at least a half ball hit. I've reached that level. Well; I cam't say I never miss, but when I do it's inexplicable or an abberation. I draw the ball pretty well too unless I try a Mike Massey type draw and end up miscuing or hitting the wall with the ball. The only problem is I'm also 53. When I make decisions I stick to them. So recently I decided to give 14.1 a try for the first time. I read a George Fells book on the subject. He says when there are 5 or 6 balls left on the table, decide which ball is going to be the break ball and figure out an exact pattern for the other 4 or 5 balls that will leave you in a position to pocket the break ball and break up the rack. So...I'll have my 5 or 6 balls staring at me and I stare back at them and nothing happens! It's usually not difficult to determine which ball should be the break ball or where I want the cue ball to end up, but figuring out a pattern to do that with the other 4 or 5 balls: it just escapes me. It's like singing Christmas carols in school. You have good singers and bad singers. The bad singers know what they want to sound like, they try to sound like they want to sound, but they're really bad at it. Then you have that one kid who is so bad you can't really call him bad. He doesn't know what he wants to sound like, he doesn't know what to try. He has no idea where to push off from. This whole concept of singing just escapes him. That's the way I feel when those 5 or 6 balls are staring at me and I'm staring back at them.:frown: