For years my older brother (by 7 years) has been whooping my butt at pool. He's a strong B player, has won some tournaments, does money games a lot. Last time i went and played him in his room i was definitely closing in on him, but he had me for sure. That was easy 6 months ago. I've been forcing myself to play at home every night whether i feel it or not.
Yesterday at work i was asked to travel down to his area to pick up a plasma cutter, so i unfortunately didn't have my cues with me because home is the opposite direction. but he has a whole rack of nice cues too, ended up using a nice plain wood one that i noticed had pen scribblings on it that just said "pechauer 1998" as a neat side note. he had some buddies over and we were doing scotch doubles for awhile and that gave me time to get used to the roll of his new felt. they cleared out around 3am, so finally we had a 1 on 1 race.
I dont usually bet money but he gets bored with races when nothings on the line so he just offered a race to 9 for 10 bucks, so why not, that makes it a pretty cheap pool lesson. he won the first couple, then i hit a gear and ended up beating him 9-5. I was so excited i asked if he wanted to do it again for 20, he smiled and said "now you're talking". thats when he took over and got himself on the hill sitting 8-4 and I wondered if he gave me the last race. i had to step back, and calm myself down, breath and focus, then i won the next one, then sank the 9 on break. then broke, played safe, got BIH back, combo'd the 1 into the nine, then broke, ran to the six, did a bank combo to sink the nine, then i broke and ran out. i ended up winning six straight to beat him 10-8, more excited than i have ever been over a game. we played the 32 games in a mere 2 hours. We have a lot of respect between us and it feels like i broke though a mental barrier last night, now to carry this momentum back home and put it into my practice and meet up with him again in a month or so, with my own cue next time
Yesterday at work i was asked to travel down to his area to pick up a plasma cutter, so i unfortunately didn't have my cues with me because home is the opposite direction. but he has a whole rack of nice cues too, ended up using a nice plain wood one that i noticed had pen scribblings on it that just said "pechauer 1998" as a neat side note. he had some buddies over and we were doing scotch doubles for awhile and that gave me time to get used to the roll of his new felt. they cleared out around 3am, so finally we had a 1 on 1 race.
I dont usually bet money but he gets bored with races when nothings on the line so he just offered a race to 9 for 10 bucks, so why not, that makes it a pretty cheap pool lesson. he won the first couple, then i hit a gear and ended up beating him 9-5. I was so excited i asked if he wanted to do it again for 20, he smiled and said "now you're talking". thats when he took over and got himself on the hill sitting 8-4 and I wondered if he gave me the last race. i had to step back, and calm myself down, breath and focus, then i won the next one, then sank the 9 on break. then broke, played safe, got BIH back, combo'd the 1 into the nine, then broke, ran to the six, did a bank combo to sink the nine, then i broke and ran out. i ended up winning six straight to beat him 10-8, more excited than i have ever been over a game. we played the 32 games in a mere 2 hours. We have a lot of respect between us and it feels like i broke though a mental barrier last night, now to carry this momentum back home and put it into my practice and meet up with him again in a month or so, with my own cue next time
