I offer this as the lifetime achievement award for ignorant bar rules. This one probably deserves its own thread.
I was playing in a bar tournament in north Atlanta. I won all the way through the winners bracket. I don't recall losing a single game the entire tournament. The final was a race to 3 and I was up 2 to 0. The very last game I broke and ran out to the 8 ball. The 8 ball was frozen to one of my opponents balls right in front of the corner pocket, perfect carom angle, no possible way to miss it.
I call 8 in the corner and my opponent jumps up and shouts you can't shoot that shot, 8 has got to go clean. Naturally my response was to call bullshit because the balls are frozen. He called over the guy who was running the tournament. He stood over the balls looking and you could see the wheels struggling to turn in his head as he had no idea what to do. Finally he just gave up and said 8 ball has go to go clean.
I just said fine, screw it, you guys can have it and I broke down my cue. Well, that left the tournament without resolution so no one wanted to see me walk out. They talked me into coming back and finishing the game. I came back to the table and did a slowroll kick off the short rail behind the 8 just enough to bump his ball loose. He was frozen behind the 8 ball in front of the corner pocket. Well, he asked for it. He made a lame kick and got nothing but air. I tapped in the 8 took the money and left.
I could have beat the guy one handed. Calling up rules was not going to save him. The thing I have against these so called straight 8, clean, no slop, whatever rules is where they come from. They come from losers. They are a collection of bullshit nitpicking things that somebody threw out at the last minute when they were about to lose a game.