I played 9 ball last night... by myself.
I went to Eddie's as usual. Got my glass of ice water and shot around the table vigorously for about an hour and a half. The first table I went to was right next to this girl and her super jealous boyfriend. When I went to the wall for a cue to break with apparently she looked at me wrong and her BF got up and grabbed her arm and asked what she was looking at. Then he said that he was gonna beat my ass so she wouldn't look anymore. This was laughable becuase I know just about everyone at my hall and the bar would've cleared to back me up. So he spent his time standing directly behind me on every single one of my shots, expecting me to bump him and give him cause to hit me. But I just waited till another table opened up and moved. What a jerk.