Willowbrook Wolfy
Your wushu is weak!
Hey I’m posting a write up too.
Chapter 1.
So it took almost 6 mos and a whole lot of effort. Stroke after stroke. Day after day. Frustration upon frustration.
I thought I was shooting “ok” when I started back. This is after 15 yrs off mind you. Turns out I wasn’t. My whole entire stance and stroke were different. My head wasn’t lined up with my shots, and as it turns out it it was almost dumb luck balls were falling.
Where it began….My friend installed a table and invited me over a few times. It made me recall how much fun pool was back when. So I went to the hall a few times to get going on it. Get Back 2 Good
Then I had my own 9 footer installed in the garage. I hit it hard. Day after day. So about a month went by and I didn’t really get any better. I’m thinking. “There’s no getting back”.
I kept at it. Kept smacking the balls around. I had the table knowledge to make almost any ball, but even straight in balls wouldn’t always fall. I was Livin on a Prayer
Finally it hit me. Check my stroke. Sure enough I wasn’t aiming correctly and my stance was off. So I went through and adjusted. Ok I can shoot a bit better now. Long shots and cuts are falling better “Im half way there”.
But it still didn’t feel right. I can’t feel my shots like I used to. Let me go to some tournaments, play some better shooters, and see what happens. I lost horribly. 4 different opponents. Four losses. I’m a loser.
I don’t get it. I used to smoke guys like this. This is “pushing me off of life’s little edge” and “I’m takin the fall” today and forever I guess.
End chapter 1.
Chapter 1.
So it took almost 6 mos and a whole lot of effort. Stroke after stroke. Day after day. Frustration upon frustration.
I thought I was shooting “ok” when I started back. This is after 15 yrs off mind you. Turns out I wasn’t. My whole entire stance and stroke were different. My head wasn’t lined up with my shots, and as it turns out it it was almost dumb luck balls were falling.
Where it began….My friend installed a table and invited me over a few times. It made me recall how much fun pool was back when. So I went to the hall a few times to get going on it. Get Back 2 Good
Then I had my own 9 footer installed in the garage. I hit it hard. Day after day. So about a month went by and I didn’t really get any better. I’m thinking. “There’s no getting back”.
I kept at it. Kept smacking the balls around. I had the table knowledge to make almost any ball, but even straight in balls wouldn’t always fall. I was Livin on a Prayer
But it still didn’t feel right. I can’t feel my shots like I used to. Let me go to some tournaments, play some better shooters, and see what happens. I lost horribly. 4 different opponents. Four losses. I’m a loser.
End chapter 1.