> Back a few weeks ago some bullshit happened to me at one of my local bar tournaments,in fact the only one left in town.
During this tournament,a local I consider an irrelevant meth-head punk was allowed to "scoop" a jump shot on the 8 that won him the game,and starts to loudly run his mouth about how he beat my ass and all this craziness.
I asked him if he wanted to gamble. I made it clear to the entire bar that he's won exactly one tournament his whole life,I've won 60 this year alone so shut the f**k up.
Later on this idiot gets in my face at another bar,threatening he's gonna beat my ass if I talk to him in public like that. I tell him go ahead and try,I'd rather die than be afraid of a zero scumbag.
Since then,I've had something of a losing streak at that tournament.
Opponents running their first racks ever,shots any living human might miss made by bangers,mistakes and bad rolls. Including last night,I was also recovering from a skull fracture.
Now all of a sudden this little group of locals decides to add this.
On a losers side match,my opponent misses 2 wide open balls to scratch on purpose,in an effort to do nothing but make me kick at the 8 and ideally leave him an easy shot to make his last couple and get on the 8. Rather than do that,I shoot this.
Keep in mind there is no ball in hand here,and for whatever reason I decide to hell with giving him an easy shot or scratching and losing. He misses the tough backwards cut on 3 ball,I win.
I play an opponent for what will be guaranteed 2nd,and a shot at the win which is only thing I care about. Opponent is also same guy that beat me earlier,and already once this game and for 2nd week in a row,shot a ball that went in side pocket and jumped back on table. Opponent moves his ball around and leaves me this. This was my response.
Once again I decided to hell with giving up an easy shot,so I simply relocate the 8. He winds up making the 12,decides to try to bank his 11 2 rails in the side,misses and leaves me a shot on the 5 to get out.
The next thing I know,I have my opponent from earlier,my current opponent,and the guy that runs the tournament and allowed the scumbag to scoop the cue ball all asking what I'm doing playing N-word pool.
It was all I could do to not call the whole building a bunch of honkeys,LOL.
Tell me what you think...Tommy D.
During this tournament,a local I consider an irrelevant meth-head punk was allowed to "scoop" a jump shot on the 8 that won him the game,and starts to loudly run his mouth about how he beat my ass and all this craziness.
I asked him if he wanted to gamble. I made it clear to the entire bar that he's won exactly one tournament his whole life,I've won 60 this year alone so shut the f**k up.
Later on this idiot gets in my face at another bar,threatening he's gonna beat my ass if I talk to him in public like that. I tell him go ahead and try,I'd rather die than be afraid of a zero scumbag.
Since then,I've had something of a losing streak at that tournament.
Opponents running their first racks ever,shots any living human might miss made by bangers,mistakes and bad rolls. Including last night,I was also recovering from a skull fracture.
Now all of a sudden this little group of locals decides to add this.
On a losers side match,my opponent misses 2 wide open balls to scratch on purpose,in an effort to do nothing but make me kick at the 8 and ideally leave him an easy shot to make his last couple and get on the 8. Rather than do that,I shoot this.
Keep in mind there is no ball in hand here,and for whatever reason I decide to hell with giving him an easy shot or scratching and losing. He misses the tough backwards cut on 3 ball,I win.
I play an opponent for what will be guaranteed 2nd,and a shot at the win which is only thing I care about. Opponent is also same guy that beat me earlier,and already once this game and for 2nd week in a row,shot a ball that went in side pocket and jumped back on table. Opponent moves his ball around and leaves me this. This was my response.
Once again I decided to hell with giving up an easy shot,so I simply relocate the 8. He winds up making the 12,decides to try to bank his 11 2 rails in the side,misses and leaves me a shot on the 5 to get out.
The next thing I know,I have my opponent from earlier,my current opponent,and the guy that runs the tournament and allowed the scumbag to scoop the cue ball all asking what I'm doing playing N-word pool.
It was all I could do to not call the whole building a bunch of honkeys,LOL.
Tell me what you think...Tommy D.