I have a P3 Racer2 in my bag with a 12.4 Revo, sitting beside my Mezz in my case. Not a hater anymore. Their QC picked up after 2009
Laughing about the general opinion of "new posters" playing abilities
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I have a P3 Racer2 in my bag with a 12.4 Revo, sitting beside my Mezz in my case. Not a hater anymore. Their QC picked up after 2009
Ha ha
13 years later. I also don’t remember this thread. So how good are you now mr newbie? What’s your Fargo? Did you get better or worse over the 13 years? Did the old guard’s comments influence your game?
13 years later. I also don’t remember this thread. So how good are you now mr newbie? What’s your Fargo? Did you get better or worse over the 13 years? Did the old guard’s comments influence your game?
Ha ha
Don’t have a Fargo - don’t play a lot of events. I played at the US Amateur Championships in 2018. Lost 7-6 to Robert Hall. Play as good as I’d like to. My masters team went to Vegas last year. Have met a few people from AZ over the years. Very few of them play as well as they portray. It’s been fun. I don’t post a lot anymore. Just revisiting the group due to being shut in with Covid.
Actually I belong to an RV Forum and a small engine repair forum and I have never seen anything derogatory or nasty or anything except helpful people, that's because the moderator takes all the trash and trolls off. Once they find they are just wasting their time and can't get what they want, they leave.
I belonged to several motorcycle chat groups. No flame wars, no name calling. 100% civilized. Pool forums always end up where they are for a reason. Very few roses, but lots of thorns.
I heard about AZBilliards from a snooker site. General reputation was a bunch of old guys who talk about who died last. Or, try this latest magical cue or millionth aiming system to be able to pot a 6 foot shot into a basketball size pocket...and then argue about it.
Sounded like just the right type of site for an old codger like me. Get to pontificate, be grumpy and then be mourned at my passing.
All sports are stupid. But fun stupid. They only have a logic in their own make believe world of purpose. The biggest event in the history of mankind in my mother’s family wasn’t the battle of Hastings, VE Day in Europe, but England defeating Germany in the 1966 World Cup. In contrast, the biggest injustice in the history of the world according to my German Canadian father‘s family wasn’t the treaty of Versailles but a disputed goal in that 1966 World Cup final.
Sports is a place to let loose with baser instincts. I like that about this AZBilliards site. It’s like being in the batters box and getting insults tthrown at you. Some batters get a kick out of it because they know it’s part of the game. Others let it get under their skin.
Sounded like just the right type of site for an old codger like me. Get to pontificate, be grumpy and then be mourned at my passing.
All sports are stupid. But fun stupid. They only have a logic in their own make believe world of purpose. The biggest event in the history of mankind in my mother’s family wasn’t the battle of Hastings, VE Day in Europe, but England defeating Germany in the 1966 World Cup. In contrast, the biggest injustice in the history of the world according to my German Canadian father‘s family wasn’t the treaty of Versailles but a disputed goal in that 1966 World Cup final.
Sports is a place to let loose with baser instincts. I like that about this AZBilliards site. It’s like being in the batters box and getting insults tthrown at you. Some batters get a kick out of it because they know it’s part of the game. Others let it get under their skin.
The two motorcycle forums I once frequented were like that also. Very amiable people. I went on a long road trip with seven or eight of them from one forum and we all had a blast.
AZB is more like an AR-15 forum I am a member of. Too many (for my liking) people with too highly an opinion of themselves. On the AR-15 forum, there are the ones that think that if you don't have a top-of-the-line AR, then you don't have an AR at all. It's like they almost have to reason it out to themselves why the spent so much $$$ on their rifles, when a much less expensive rifle will do the same things. They turn their noses up to anyone who chooses to purchase an inexpensive AR, and they wear their snobbery on their shoulders. I could cite some more snobbery....but I digress.
Much like the cue snobs on here, though I will admit it's not as bad as it used to be. Then you have the ones that think they are God's gift to pool. They all beat the 10-ball ghost, run 10-packs of nine-ball, pay their way through college playing pool, yada, yada, yada.
I'm not that great at pool and I'm not ashamed to admit it, but I think there are many on this forum who overestimate their abilities. I go to league night and am sickened how some run-of-the-mill APA league player acts like a world-beater after he wins his match for the night against a SL5 9r SL6. I just want to say to them "Your not even a wart on a real pool players ass", but I keep my mouth shut.
Okay, I'm cutting this semi-rant off right here. And believe you me, I could go on and on with this.
That said....I love me some AZB and use it not only for amassing knowledge, but also as a form of daily entertainment.
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The threads have also become infected. This is like Revenge of the Zombies.
I do too. I have a BMW R9T and a Ducati scrambler. The BMW group is mostly European. Not much humor or brotherhood, just nice, polite and usually highly intelligent. Even the badasses are more polite than our most courteous members. I think it's pool and it's shit talking heritage.
I belong to a couple drummer forums, and its very respectful. I recall one time where someone got a bit aggressive and condescending, and he was quickly removed. This particular forum has drummer from all walks of life and ability, including many professionals, some of whom you may have heard of before. And they hang out with the regular folk. Funny, isn't it?
And they’re probably engaged and helpful. Imagine that....
Indeed.
That's not to say that there isn't animated discussion upon occasion, but it almost always remains respectful. (Except when Lars gets mentioned, heh heh. just kidding, that has become an almost verbotten topic)
Quick story- APA 9 ball league and a burly looking player pockets the 9, the cue ball is still traveling up table and heading in the direction of the corner and the player sweeps the cue ball away while in motion before it gets there.
My friend, coach of the opposing team jumps up, gets in the players face, yelling "you can't do that" repeatedly pointing his finger at the guy. The guy starts getting upset with the yelling, I walk over and get between them, tell my buddy the coach I had a full view and the ball definitely wouldn't be a scratch. Everybody calms down and the guy apologized for touching the ball too early.
I go to the coach afterward, I said "Coach, he's a full patch member of the Mongols, wears the rocker and the colors, you probably shouldn't be getting in his face" My buddy says "What's the Mongols?".
I thought the ball might scratch myself.
I used to stop in a biker bar on Magnolia Blvd in Riverside, CA when I lived there. I played pool with them, drank beer, and beat them consistently, but we weren't gambling. I never had any problems with them at all.
There was another little bar out near March AFB in Edgemont, now called Moreno Valley that lots of bikers would come in. The place was called The Jelly Jar and all the beer was served in those jars. None of them ever caused any trouble while I was in there. I used to play a one-legged biker named Jim Brown who rode a Harley with a side car, because he had no right leg to put down on the ground. He would put down his crutch and hop around the table. You can read about him in the book "The Ambush Murders" by Ben Bradlee, Jr. The ambush murders : the true account of the killing of two California policemen. Jim was quite a character to play pool with and listen to his stories. He was hauled into court during the murder trial and he was giving testimony that provided alibi for a couple of others. His alibi was that him and the others were at his birthday party. The judge asked what time frame and he told the date of his birthday. The judge asked him what time the birthday party stopped. Jim said something like "a month later". It is in the book....LMAO.
BTW...he wasn't involved in the murders.
I've never played APA. What you got to do to get a Mongol patch? Is that after you run a rack or something?
I used to stop in a biker bar on Magnolia Blvd in Riverside, CA when I lived there. I played pool with them, drank beer, and beat them consistently, but we weren't gambling. I never had any problems with them at all.
There was another little bar out near March AFB in Edgemont, now called Moreno Valley that lots of bikers would come in. The place was called The Jelly Jar and all the beer was served in those jars. None of them ever caused any trouble while I was in there. I used to play a one-legged biker named Jim Brown who rode a Harley with a side car, because he had no right leg to put down on the ground. He would put down his crutch and hop around the table. You can read about him in the book "The Ambush Murders" by Ben Bradlee, Jr. The ambush murders : the true account of the killing of two California policemen. Jim was quite a character to play pool with and listen to his stories. He was hauled into court during the murder trial and he was giving testimony that provided alibi for a couple of others. His alibi was that him and the others were at his birthday party. The judge asked what time frame and he told the date of his birthday. The judge asked him what time the birthday party stopped. Jim said something like "a month later". It is in the book....LMAO.
BTW...he wasn't involved in the murders.
I've never played APA. What you got to do to get a Mongol patch? Is that after you run a rack or something?
One of my biggest pool scores was off the President of the local chapter of the Gypsy Jokers, a notorious biker gang in California. I made a nice little four figure score and won the title to his Harley! He owed me a grand on it and made good about a week later. The bike was kept chained up behind the bar until he could pay me. I had the key to the lock and the title.
This happened in a stripper bar on the outskirts of Santa Barbara. I look back on some of the places that I went to play pool and I must have been half crazy back then. All I knew is that there was a guy who liked to gamble in there and he didn't play that good. That was enough to get me going.