Karma and pool...

Tramp Steamer

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Can anyone remember a time when, at the pool hall, in league play, or at home, where Karma has effected your play.
Karma, as you know, is the law of reciprocity, or what goes around comes around, or screw with the bull and you'll get the horns, or whatever ye soweth so shall you reapeth. :)
 
yep, but i've also experienced the reverse; "no good deed goes unpunished". pool is a part of life and to some of us IT IS LIFE. no surprises just life.
 
Karma, as you know, is the law of reciprocity, or what goes around comes around, or screw with the bull and you'll get the horns, or whatever ye soweth so shall you reapeth. :)

Never believed in that at all. Theres good breaks and bad breaks, theyre unconnected as far as im concerned.
 
Tramp,

I got leagues tonight and its the first week of the new session. I gonna deliver a lil Kharma to a few people that stuck me in the back at spring session. :grin::grin-devilish::D

I have about given up on APA tourneys. I was gonna type a rant here, but it just isn't (yeah, isn't) worth it !! :(:angry:
 
Many personal examples I do have, but only one tell now I will.

There was this guy, a good player btw, but so annoying and full of himself, a standard wild specimen of a young male a**hole, biologists would say. He kept making fun of my playing style and skills, and soon he challenged me to a 1v1 game (bar last pocket 8ball) just to embarrass me in public. I won by making the 8 in a near impossoble shot. He was just standing there, petrified, unable to talk or move. When I gave him my hand, he accepted it, probably unaware I even did that. I still enjoy reimagining his face, which looked hypnotized yet terrified.
 
Karma

Can anyone remember a time when, at the pool hall, in league play, or at home, where Karma has effected your play.
Karma, as you know, is the law of reciprocity, or what goes around comes around, or screw with the bull and you'll get the horns, or whatever ye soweth so shall you reapeth. :)

Pool or no pool. Karma is a self fulfilling prophesy nearly every time.

You know its coming and eventually it does. Without it there is just happiness. I like that better.
 
I found that pool, for the most part, is a cold heated ***** that would just as soon slice your throat as kick you in the nuts.

I almost never see a good shot rewarded. Make a tough shot, more often than not you scratch or have no shot afterward. I see that over and over again, I'd say 80% of the time vs 20% when you get rewarded for a good shot.

Now if you make a bad shot, then expect something good to happen, accidental safe on the other buy, maybe a ball drops somewhere random in 9 ball, tie up a ball for the other guy to work on, etc...
 
One of the reasons I bring this matter up involves a guy I played One Pocket against, yesterday. A fellow whom I've played many times before and have always gotten the better of. Sometimes by a large margin.
Well, yesterday he comes in, asks if I'd like to play. I say yes, and he heads off toward a table. As he's walking away I half-jokingly say to one of the cuties behind the counter, "Excuse me while I go beat this guy." She giggles and says, "Yea, Tramp!"
I win the first game, but for the next two hours the guy cleans my clock. I say, "Man, you're shooting lights out today."
He says, "That's because I heard what you said to the barmaid."
I sheepishly respond by saying something like, "Aw, you have to say stuff like that to the girls."
I felt pretty sorry about the whole deal.
Karma, to me, is life's way of saying, "Don't let your alligator mouth overload your hummingbird ass." :smile:
 
One of the reasons I bring this matter up involves a guy I played One Pocket against, yesterday. A fellow whom I've played many times before and have always gotten the better of. Sometimes by a large margin.
Well, yesterday he comes in, asks if I'd like to play. I say yes, and he heads off toward a table. As he's walking away I half-jokingly say to one of the cuties behind the counter, "Excuse me while I go beat this guy." She giggles and says, "Yea, Tramp!"
I win the first game, but for the next two hours the guy cleans my clock. I say, "Man, you're shooting lights out today."
He says, "That's because I heard what you said to the barmaid."
I sheepishly respond by saying something like, "Aw, you have to say stuff like that to the girls."
I felt pretty sorry about the whole deal.
Karma, to me, is life's way of saying, "Don't let your alligator mouth overload your hummingbird ass." :smile:

He's been laying-in-wait for you all this time Tramp !! ;)
And The barmaid is his GF!
:p
 
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