Hello Azer’s
I’m coming in from the cold, no more lurking for me. My name is Tony Kamadulski and I am a poolaholic. It all started back in south St. Louis when I was 12 (51 now days) and the Salvation Army community center put in a few tables. My friends and I only had to negotiate a train trestle over the River Des Pares. The trestle is maybe 300 feet long and 50 feet high and the type where you could look straight down between the ties to the river below. We were all petrified. We looked up the track as far as an engine that sat idling. We waited and waited until we were all convinced the train wasn’t coming. To afraid to cross walking we all got down in a crouched position while holding onto a rail and began our way across. Once we hit the mid point our confidence rose a bit and a couple of us got up to walk the rest of the way. Just then the engine ahead of us blows his whistle. Well three of us scurried to pool side and two went home to change their shorts (for real). The train never moved. The three of us crossed that trestle many times after that before something new caught our attention. I managed to eventually get a table in 2003 (AE Schmidt 9ft. Cardinal).
I want to thank all of the posters for the help and pure entertainment I find here. Concepts like SPF, CTE, keep head straight, pre-shot routine have dramatically improved my game. I’ve played leagues and tourneys and just love to shoot. Not much of a gambler but don’t mind cheap sets now and then. I live in Auburn, WA. Which is between Tacoma and Seattle.
That’s pretty much it for now. I do have a movie I recently made to share (its NPR) that I think will show you the kind of person I am in the 3 minutes it runs. It was inspired from my most recent lay off. I hope you enjoy
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wtMJa3N8-Qs
Peace
I’m coming in from the cold, no more lurking for me. My name is Tony Kamadulski and I am a poolaholic. It all started back in south St. Louis when I was 12 (51 now days) and the Salvation Army community center put in a few tables. My friends and I only had to negotiate a train trestle over the River Des Pares. The trestle is maybe 300 feet long and 50 feet high and the type where you could look straight down between the ties to the river below. We were all petrified. We looked up the track as far as an engine that sat idling. We waited and waited until we were all convinced the train wasn’t coming. To afraid to cross walking we all got down in a crouched position while holding onto a rail and began our way across. Once we hit the mid point our confidence rose a bit and a couple of us got up to walk the rest of the way. Just then the engine ahead of us blows his whistle. Well three of us scurried to pool side and two went home to change their shorts (for real). The train never moved. The three of us crossed that trestle many times after that before something new caught our attention. I managed to eventually get a table in 2003 (AE Schmidt 9ft. Cardinal).
I want to thank all of the posters for the help and pure entertainment I find here. Concepts like SPF, CTE, keep head straight, pre-shot routine have dramatically improved my game. I’ve played leagues and tourneys and just love to shoot. Not much of a gambler but don’t mind cheap sets now and then. I live in Auburn, WA. Which is between Tacoma and Seattle.
That’s pretty much it for now. I do have a movie I recently made to share (its NPR) that I think will show you the kind of person I am in the 3 minutes it runs. It was inspired from my most recent lay off. I hope you enjoy
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wtMJa3N8-Qs
Peace
