I lost! hahaha.
The game changed to called shot 10 ball, magic rack, on a 9' with pro-cut pockets. Race to 15. I get 2 on the wire. My 500 to his 400. He came up with it. He had a very bad couple of days and just wanted a really long and expensive race to take his mind off it, and knew I'd be up for it. Everything seemed even more in my favor than the original proposal.
I ended up losing with a final score of him 15 me 13. My 2 games were spotted at the start, so I actually earned 11 games.
It was a strange set. I was actually playing well. I had a lot of good runs of balls on the tough table. But I'd miss at the wrong time. I was leading most of the set, and was up 11-7, then he came back from there and caught me at 12-12. The last 3 games were funny, he had a 1-10 combo on each one. I'd estimate I made 60% of the balls to his 40%.
When I was up 11-7, I said to myself "I better let him win a game". I didn't actually do that, but I wonder if my subconscious did. Lesson learned is to never let up, even with a big lead.
Anyway, he got some fuel in his emotional tank, and we will do battle again, I'm sure