I'm not sure this comment will even be seen by anyone, but I had an interesting learning experience the other day that I would describe as the uglier side of "hustling."
I had previously discovered a weekly handicapped 9-ball tournament where lower-level players were given big advantages. In my first set against one of the highest-ranked players, I got to break every time, and I only had to pocket the 7, 8, or 9 to win. Because of this huge advantage, I almost won my first set.
So last Wednesday I entered this tournament again, but this time the "handicap" was changed to having to win fewer games - I'd have to win three games, and my vastly superior opponent would have to win five games. I didn't know about this rule change until after I started my first match, and as soon as I found out about it, I knew the tournament was an exercise in futility - it felt pointless to even play it out. I wish it had been "opponent racks," because then at least I would have had some involvement in the match, instead of just sitting and watching my opponents run the table.
It wasn't an expensive entry fee, and I think the change was made in order to be able to Fargo Rate the match, and to try to prevent sandbagging, so I understand why the change was made, but I felt cheated.
I was pretty pissed off about it, so I left the billiards hall in a sour mood, and I went to a bar where I challenged a few local league players to play for money, then went back to the bar box and started practicing with a house cue. One guy came back and took me up on the challenge, insisting we play for 20, rather than the 10 I suggested. He won the first game, and I won the second game, and he walked off pretty fast when I asked if he wanted to play a third game "just for fun."
For me, losing $40 at the bar would have felt less bad than losing a $15-entry tournament where the rules were changed from the previous week's rules. It didn't help that the second guy I played in that tournament scratched on the 9 ball, giving me a "win" for Fargo purposes that I definitely didn't want, and didn't earn. My opponent probably wasn't very focused on that last shot, since I was obviously completely outclassed - heck, maybe he scratched on purpose.
Mind you, I played a non-handicapped 9-ball tournament a couple days previously, and I was OK with losing that one, because I knew what to expect, and everything was on the up-and-up.
I find the new-school hustles less honest and more obnoxious than the old-school hustles. The new hustles are arguably not even intentional, and they are glossed over with all sorts of justifications/excuses, but they leave a more sour taste in my mouth than I'd get from just losing a few bucks to an old-school hustler or gunner.
Meanwhile, talk about chasing all the fish away! If you're looking to alienate less-skilled players, just hold a handicapped tournament regularly with one set of rules that gives the fish a chance, and then move the goalposts towards the advantage of the sharks. I was recommending less-skilled players to that tournament, but now I'll warn everyone that it's essentially a scam, and the new "handicap," will just make them feel worse about themselves when they inevitably lose - LOL.