Latest update gang - A typhoon blew into the Philippines four days ago and I finally got a chance to experience a real monsoon in Manila. Let me tell you it ain't no fun. Four days (maybe five now) of constant rainfall, falling in sheets of rain. Constant winds of 60-80 mph and gusts up to 100. The streets in 75% of Manila are flooded. In the local weather reports, they say this area has water up to your knees, another area it's up to your waist, still another is thigh deep and the worst hit are chest high and some head high! I walked around yesterday in water above my knees. I bought rubber Nike shoes with good protective soles. If you have an open cut and get it wet you are risking severe infection. Many streets are simply impassable. It's still raining this morning and I'm confined once again to my hotel. This internet cafe next door was shut down the last two days.
Nevertheless I made it to One Side two nights ago. It's only a few blocks from my hotel. A pedicab (bicycle driven trike) driver took me there, peddling through water almost seat high. I propped my feet up and held my cue above the water! I walk in and who do I see first, but the dreaded Lulong, the house hustler of One Side and my nemesis several times before. I never seem to be ready when I encounter him. This time I know I'm ready! Immediately he is on me to play - "What do you want to play, One Pocket or Bank Pool," he asks me. I tell him I will play him Banks for 500p a game. He wants to play a Race to Five for 3000p like last time. I tell him no, only by the game. He wants to play for 1000p a game and I don't feel comfortable yet, having not hit a ball here in months. I know he plays here every day. I tell him I want 30 minutes to warm up.
After maybe 20 minutes of hitting balls I feel ready. Now he agrees to play for 500p a game but stipulates the loser must pay the time (he's so confident he will win). This can be expensive here at 300p an hour. I say okay. We play two games and I run three to open the first game and eventually win 5-2. In the second game he has me 4-2 and I run three and out to steal that game. He quits! I've finally beaten this guy. The money is small satisfaction compared to getting him to quit and stop all his hustler talk.
The next night his buddy calls me to make another game with Lulong. He wants to play One Pocket. I tell him I will come and we can play for 1000p a game. When I get there he is already in action, playing Ten Ball with some young Chinese kid. They are playing a Race To 12 for 10,000p (5,000 each). I watch as Lulong loses 12-10 to this kid who plays very good! Just one more little monster coming over from Taiwan. They're endless! He looks to be a teenager and makes all the balls and just keeps running out open racks. Lulong doesn't even look my way as he agrees to play a second set. I can see he's going off to this kid and at 2-0 I head back to my hotel. No game tonight, other than a practice session (for the time) with a handsome young Iranian guy, who is attending dental school here. We play a Race to Seven and I get to play some 9-Ball. I feel good and loose, and win 7-3. I'm making balls too and running out most racks. I know I can't play Lulong even though. His little friend tells me that Lulong will give me the five ball in Ten Ball. BRING IT ON is what I'm thinking!
Go JAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
JoeyA