Today, Cindy & I went to Salem, just fun 8 ball on 9' Brunswicks at our favorite hall. I did well...by my standards.
Then we went to a local bar (For food) that focuses on league pool, it has quite a few well maintained Valleys.
Cindy suggested we play some, so out came the quarters.
She clobbered me! My aim was pathetically off, easily 1/4 diamond from the pockets.
I'll confess to feeling claustophobic on a bar box...everything seems so close, with no "room".
But it might have been the bar itself? Rap on the Juke, people talking loudly, people milling about. It was a bear to concentrate.
Anybody else have this problem? Any suggestions on how to oversome it?
Then we went to a local bar (For food) that focuses on league pool, it has quite a few well maintained Valleys.
Cindy suggested we play some, so out came the quarters.
She clobbered me! My aim was pathetically off, easily 1/4 diamond from the pockets.
I'll confess to feeling claustophobic on a bar box...everything seems so close, with no "room".
But it might have been the bar itself? Rap on the Juke, people talking loudly, people milling about. It was a bear to concentrate.
Anybody else have this problem? Any suggestions on how to oversome it?
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