When I played in the bar leagues around town, I know everyone was gunning for me. I was the top player or close to it for several years in the Westside bar leagues. If anything it made me play better, knowing that everybody wanted to win a game over me.
I had one year where I won something like 90 out of 96 games. I was like ten to fifteen games ahead of the next best player. Remember this was the BCA league and there are many weak players, but there are also good players on every team. Our team captained by Richard Mikesell (RIP) always finished first or second for the season.
We always won money at the Nationals too, usually making the top 100 teams. I think out best finish was top 64. God bless Richard, but he was the weak link. He would always surround himself with four good players though, so we did okay.
Did I bring out the best in my opponents? Definitely! They wanted to beat me in the worst way. And if they did, I was the first to applaud them. I can remember some mini celebrations after a player won a game with me. You'd think they won the championship or something. One guy barked at me so much, I asked him if he wanted to bet a little something. His big mouth ended up costing him a couple of hundred. And I didn't feel bad about it either.