I was sitting ringside when Earl and Parica were playing in the winner's side. Jose got a bunch of good rolls and after about the 3rd one, Earl started coming unglued. He was down 6-0 and started muttering to himself about Jose being "destined to win this....I'm certainly not going to come out of this one." As the match wore on, Early began talking with the fans closest to his chair about Jose was getting all the rolls, etc. Vintage Earl kind of stuff. By the end, whenever Earl got a chance to shoot he'd walk up to the table (and he was limping by the way; not sure if he's hurt or the assweights are misadjusted or something) and start running out, talking to himself the entire time. If he ran out the rack, he'd begin to look like he might get back in it. Then he'd break dry or have to pushout, and walk back to his seat muttering about "it's his turn to win." After Jose sank the case ball, Earl jumped out of his seat to congratulate him and the first words were, "You got every roll today, didn't you?" He did, but he also played better making more balls on the break, playing tighter safeties. How about a little something for the effort?
I guess it depends on what you like to watch. I kind of prefer a bit more professionalism when the rolls aren't coming his way.
When he's in gear, there is no one better in 9 ball. Truly. His game is amazing to watch; just over the top incredible. I got a chance to play a set against him in an exhibition 20 years ago and it was just astounding to observe. When it hits the fan, though, he sounds like a homeless guy with a pool cue.
I don't profess to know what demons he has, what his life has been like, or even what it's like to be half that good. I'm just making observations here. I wish him only the best of things and would love to see him win another title; hell he's about my age, I have to root for him!
Just my .02
Brian in VA