Gregg said:
I know this has only happened to about .343% of all AZers here, and even fewer who are willing to admit...but for the people who have played with shooters who at one point or another that outclassed them, how has it effected your game?
Did you want to quit? Make you focus more on your game? Decided to take some lessons?
Me, when this happens, it demonstrates how much more I have to learn and can improve and grow.
YES. That happened to me BIG TIME.
For a stretch, I was playing Mika Immonen about every time I ran into him. I think he took notice in me because in a local tournament, he was beating me 7-1 and I came back to make it 7-6 then 8-7 before an odd scratch gave him the set. I was about a B-level player at the time and he was a professional player on the rise (2000, I believe) so the turn-around really got the room's attention even though I lost.
After that, down at Corner Billiards in New York City, we hooked-up on a tight-pocket table for a few sets of 9-ball. He won all five sets, races to 9 with a combined score of 45-3. No more than a few weeks later, at Amsterdam Billiards, he did something similar to me over the course of 3 sets, all races to 9.
Over those 8 sets, he had several 6-packs (runs of 6 consecutive racks). Oddly enough, he never ran more than 6 but evenso, it was the most impressive display I had ever seen anyone do. Packages are rare, even among professionals and to see a player consistently put together packages is almost unheard of.
I swear to you, the last time I played him, it depressed me to no end. To be playing your best pool yet feel helpless is something that I was not used to. Until then, even when I played the better amateurs in the area, I would still get chances. Even when I would say, "I had no chance", I had chances. Against Mika those days, I had no chance. After my last big beating, he went out and won The World Championship no more than a week later.
Oddly, that made me feel much better. I mean, he beat everybody so how could I feel bad? The next (and last) time we hooked-up, he won the first set 9-0, I won the second 9-8 and the third was something uneventful. I think he won 9-5. Yeah, that second set, I played perfect. I'll never forget that Finish-accent of his in complete disgust saying, "FLIP THE COIN!" as I pocketed the 8-ball to get position for a hanging 9.
I know, it's pool. It's 9-ball. Anything could happen, right? However, on that day, on that hour, I beat The World Champion with witnesses. After that, there wasn't a single person I was afraid of and not a single person I took for granted. No loss can depress me and no win will define me.