1st a lil background so you will know what i am leading up to.
i practicaly lived in bars in my younger days playing pool. got good enough to be called a hustler and a lot worse things more than once. also had to make some pretty quick exits with the money several times .
quit to do the raising a family thing for 20 or so years. wound up single again so i took up the bars and pool thing again.
wound up playing league a few years ago and found out there are a whole lot better players than what i saw in most bars back in my younger years.
i quit drinking 2 years ago and i noticed my game suffered because of it. i kept telling myself it was just my imagination but my friends kept saying my game was not as good as it was when i drank.
this past session my game has really took a nose dive. a few times the last month i have thought about taking a break from pool because my game has gone down hill. during the last 2 years i have always had the best winning percentage on my teams until the last session where i have the worst record. i have been feeling like i am not holding up my part.
during the last 2 months i have entered several qualifiers and went 2 and out in most of them. the last 2 years prior i won the qualifier with no problem.
what happened tonight is why i am writing this post.
i went to the poolhall to enter a qualifier and it was cancelled due to not having enough players. 1 person was telling us about a local bar tournament starting in a lil bit and it was close by. several of us decided to go.
the kinda bar most serious pool player loathe. shitty tables, loud ass juke box and the most god awful karoake singers you ever heard.
i felt right at home so i ordered a beer. by the time the tournament started i had put away 2 and just ordered another one. i was just thinking i liked my chances of snapping this lil tournament off because it was just bar patrons and some guys from league that i could beat if my game was on.
in walks 3 guys i know from the pool hall and i say to the td who is a good friend of mine , damn i thought i had this tourny until they walked in. these 3 guys are pretty good players and are above playing in the apa, you know the kind i am describing. they said it was dead at the poolhall and had heard about this tourny.
this tourny was non handicapped and a race to 2 double elimination.
my 1st match was comical but would have pissed off most of you serious players on this forum. i played a drunk that was holding up the table when he was shooting or was it holding him up ? he was staggering all over the place. after he broke and made a solid in the 1st rack he shot at a stripe. i told him bih for me and picked up the cueball. he looked at me and asked , why did you pick up the cueball. i called over the td and had her explain the rules to him. i finished the match winning 2-0 with no further incidents other than watching him staggering from shot to shot.
my next opponent was a league player and i won that 2-0 also. the 3rd match was against one of the serious players and i won 2-1. i fully expected him to hand me my ass but i was shooting better and better as the tourny went on.
i beat one of the other serious players 2 matches later and wound up on the hot seat.
i faced the last serious player in the finals and we agreed to split the pot as it was 1:30am. i sat down and had one last beer and thought about what transpired tonight. i played the best pool i have played in a long time.
i think there were several factors involved.
1. i played under no pressure about letting teamates down.
2. i felt at ease in my surroundings, i think the alchohol helped
3. the 3 serious players were out of their comfort zone.
at the pool hall i would have been as nervous as a long tailed cat in a room full of rockers facing either one of those 3 players. although i beat 2 of them tonight in a non handicapped tourny i still think they are better players than me.
funny how the mind works aint it ?
i practicaly lived in bars in my younger days playing pool. got good enough to be called a hustler and a lot worse things more than once. also had to make some pretty quick exits with the money several times .
quit to do the raising a family thing for 20 or so years. wound up single again so i took up the bars and pool thing again.
wound up playing league a few years ago and found out there are a whole lot better players than what i saw in most bars back in my younger years.
i quit drinking 2 years ago and i noticed my game suffered because of it. i kept telling myself it was just my imagination but my friends kept saying my game was not as good as it was when i drank.
this past session my game has really took a nose dive. a few times the last month i have thought about taking a break from pool because my game has gone down hill. during the last 2 years i have always had the best winning percentage on my teams until the last session where i have the worst record. i have been feeling like i am not holding up my part.
during the last 2 months i have entered several qualifiers and went 2 and out in most of them. the last 2 years prior i won the qualifier with no problem.
what happened tonight is why i am writing this post.
i went to the poolhall to enter a qualifier and it was cancelled due to not having enough players. 1 person was telling us about a local bar tournament starting in a lil bit and it was close by. several of us decided to go.
the kinda bar most serious pool player loathe. shitty tables, loud ass juke box and the most god awful karoake singers you ever heard.
i felt right at home so i ordered a beer. by the time the tournament started i had put away 2 and just ordered another one. i was just thinking i liked my chances of snapping this lil tournament off because it was just bar patrons and some guys from league that i could beat if my game was on.
in walks 3 guys i know from the pool hall and i say to the td who is a good friend of mine , damn i thought i had this tourny until they walked in. these 3 guys are pretty good players and are above playing in the apa, you know the kind i am describing. they said it was dead at the poolhall and had heard about this tourny.
this tourny was non handicapped and a race to 2 double elimination.
my 1st match was comical but would have pissed off most of you serious players on this forum. i played a drunk that was holding up the table when he was shooting or was it holding him up ? he was staggering all over the place. after he broke and made a solid in the 1st rack he shot at a stripe. i told him bih for me and picked up the cueball. he looked at me and asked , why did you pick up the cueball. i called over the td and had her explain the rules to him. i finished the match winning 2-0 with no further incidents other than watching him staggering from shot to shot.
my next opponent was a league player and i won that 2-0 also. the 3rd match was against one of the serious players and i won 2-1. i fully expected him to hand me my ass but i was shooting better and better as the tourny went on.
i beat one of the other serious players 2 matches later and wound up on the hot seat.
i faced the last serious player in the finals and we agreed to split the pot as it was 1:30am. i sat down and had one last beer and thought about what transpired tonight. i played the best pool i have played in a long time.
i think there were several factors involved.
1. i played under no pressure about letting teamates down.
2. i felt at ease in my surroundings, i think the alchohol helped
3. the 3 serious players were out of their comfort zone.
at the pool hall i would have been as nervous as a long tailed cat in a room full of rockers facing either one of those 3 players. although i beat 2 of them tonight in a non handicapped tourny i still think they are better players than me.
funny how the mind works aint it ?