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You've been playing terrible all afternoon against an opponent who you usually let him win one or two frames just so he eagerly turns up next time with his usual glimmer of hope in his eye and your in the last frame the score being 3-3 and its a black ball decider.
He plays a perfect safety, you leave him with a half chance but it's a rest shot and lady luck is on your side and you breathe again as he rattles the jaws and leaves it safe. You play a decent safety and he follows it up with one leaving the cue ball 2" to the left of the black spot and the black about 4" in front of the brown.
You wipe your cue down, chalk your tip, have a walk round the table to look at it from all angles, get down and as your feathering say a little prayer to yourself:
"Let me make one good shot today for xxxx sake! "
"CLICK".. "BANG". Straight in the middle she goes.
You can keep the crucible crowds roar, the silverware the fame and fortune, nothings more satisfying than the look on his face.
Except perhaps for the comment he makes a couple of hours later when at home you hand him a cuppa and sarcastically stoke his hair.
"Never mind son, it took you 14 years to take one frame off me, think on the bright side, When you beat me 7-0 in another 14 years time you can take the piss all you want I promise not to throw my zimmerframe at you."
"Dad, anyone ever told you your a bastard"
He plays a perfect safety, you leave him with a half chance but it's a rest shot and lady luck is on your side and you breathe again as he rattles the jaws and leaves it safe. You play a decent safety and he follows it up with one leaving the cue ball 2" to the left of the black spot and the black about 4" in front of the brown.
You wipe your cue down, chalk your tip, have a walk round the table to look at it from all angles, get down and as your feathering say a little prayer to yourself:
"Let me make one good shot today for xxxx sake! "
"CLICK".. "BANG". Straight in the middle she goes.
You can keep the crucible crowds roar, the silverware the fame and fortune, nothings more satisfying than the look on his face.
Except perhaps for the comment he makes a couple of hours later when at home you hand him a cuppa and sarcastically stoke his hair.
"Never mind son, it took you 14 years to take one frame off me, think on the bright side, When you beat me 7-0 in another 14 years time you can take the piss all you want I promise not to throw my zimmerframe at you."
"Dad, anyone ever told you your a bastard"
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