Earl's brain is just left of sideways.
In Reno one time, he pummeled this kid whom you could tell was playing his idol. The score is 8-0 in a race to 9. Earl misses a 9, it swirls the pocket then rolls over to a tough position on the side rail. To make the ball, the kid is going to have to fire it in a thousand miles an hour to pinch it (no cross-over bank without the double kiss) or duck. Well, who's gonna duck when there's a chance to win? - Earl doesn't leave many 9 balls laying around. So the kid barrels it in the hole, it goes in, then pops back up on the table. For a fraction of an instant, the kid was a winner (of one game, but hey, that would give him SOME bragging rights.

). But the outcome was that it sat in front of the hole like a duck. Earl calmly pockets the match-winning 9, goes over and without smiling, shakes the guy's hand with a limp wrist, turns his back on him and starts practicing that shot he missed and others. The kid is still standing there, looking like he wants to say something else.
Now in my mind, that was a great time to be a good ambassador for the sport. He could have smiled and said, "You almost had me, kid" or something to that effect, maybe showed him a couple things. The kid was clearly star-struck, but I'm not sure how long that lasted after that behavior.
Earl comes to Seattle and puts on a trick shot exhibition. Things don't all roll right and he keeps at it, like 12-20 takes, until it is just embarrassing...for the crowd! He doesn't even realize it! At one point, he said very honestly (to himself anyway), "I could have done that one better if I tried harder."
Then he takes challengers, and I broke and ran on him and won a Camel cue which he signed. He was very nice and told me I should be on the pro tour. Maybe he was being nice because he was being paid to?
Fast forward to the IPT KOH tournament. I'm not sure he remembers me from long ago, I haven't played in anything he has played in since (maybe Reno). He sees me in line to get our player photgraphs taken. He goes, "Are you a player on this (tour)?" I said, "Yes". He looked at me then off into space for a dragged out 5 seconds before replying, "Well good luck, you're going to need it!"
He wasn't trying to be mean or derogatory, that's just Earl. He has no filter on his mouth. It goes straight from his brain to his lips. We just all had to laugh. It was true, but I truly don't think he knows how hurtful his actions and words can be. The world is there to please Earl and we are all just players in his game.
To show his true mental capacity, I asked him if he remembered me, and I jogged his memory by telling him he was up in Seattle for a Camel trick shot show and then he remembered. Then he lit up and said, "Yeah, that was a great show, everything went, didn't they?" Well, yeah, if you mean after 20 tries! Now I have that filter and didn't try to correct him with the truth. But in his mind, in a galaxy far, far away, all he remembered were the winners. And that's probably why he is a champion and I am the ambassador.