I know this isn't that big of a story but I gotta tell it cus its exciting to me.
Last night was the last night of our 2nd Fast Eddie's Bar League Session. My team was at the top, but on account of poor number crunching, our handicaps haven't changed the ENTIRE season! So we were playing with a handicap of... oh what's that number... 0. lol
So up until this point, I thought my teammates disliked me, because they rarely ever speak to me. We got assigned as teammates during the first session because we were the last to sign up and we've been that way ever since. Plus they are WAY better than me and for the past few weeks I've been playing real shitty and whittling our lead on the competition.
The first game starts out and I start to screw up easy shots and my opponent is coming back and closing my lead. After each shot I show my disdain for my poor play with body language. Then the weirdest thing happens. One of my teammates comes over, the one who hasn't done anything more than shake my hand, and says this:
"Man stop looking like you've lost already. Make him think you did that on purpose, play a couple safeties, get in his head and ice this mofo. Both you and I know that you are better than this chump. So start playing like you know what you're doing. You're on our team for a reason... and we are #1 for a reason. So smoke this fool."
After being stunned for a couple seconds because I realized I had never heard his voice, I woke up a new player. We laughed and I got back down on the table. I won that game and then proceeded to shoot out the lights for the rest of the night with my teammates cheering me on in the back. I even beat them in finishing all my games!
One guy who usually claims that he "lays down" on games for me because he considers me his "student", came to the table, broke, and missed. I ran the rest before he could say "WTF". He comes up to me and says, "Jesus, Stew what kinda cue is that?" To which I replied, "Varney." with a smile.
So Reservoir Dogs are the winners of Session 2! I'm so happy I could poop. I can't wait for next session when the last winning team comes back. I got a bone to pick with them
Last night was the last night of our 2nd Fast Eddie's Bar League Session. My team was at the top, but on account of poor number crunching, our handicaps haven't changed the ENTIRE season! So we were playing with a handicap of... oh what's that number... 0. lol
So up until this point, I thought my teammates disliked me, because they rarely ever speak to me. We got assigned as teammates during the first session because we were the last to sign up and we've been that way ever since. Plus they are WAY better than me and for the past few weeks I've been playing real shitty and whittling our lead on the competition.
The first game starts out and I start to screw up easy shots and my opponent is coming back and closing my lead. After each shot I show my disdain for my poor play with body language. Then the weirdest thing happens. One of my teammates comes over, the one who hasn't done anything more than shake my hand, and says this:
"Man stop looking like you've lost already. Make him think you did that on purpose, play a couple safeties, get in his head and ice this mofo. Both you and I know that you are better than this chump. So start playing like you know what you're doing. You're on our team for a reason... and we are #1 for a reason. So smoke this fool."
After being stunned for a couple seconds because I realized I had never heard his voice, I woke up a new player. We laughed and I got back down on the table. I won that game and then proceeded to shoot out the lights for the rest of the night with my teammates cheering me on in the back. I even beat them in finishing all my games!
One guy who usually claims that he "lays down" on games for me because he considers me his "student", came to the table, broke, and missed. I ran the rest before he could say "WTF". He comes up to me and says, "Jesus, Stew what kinda cue is that?" To which I replied, "Varney." with a smile.
So Reservoir Dogs are the winners of Session 2! I'm so happy I could poop. I can't wait for next session when the last winning team comes back. I got a bone to pick with them
Keep a clear mind and keep hitting them straight. Eventually those balls will find a pocket. 
