I have been married 7 years, together for 11 and my wife does not play pool at all. Doesn't know the rules of anything except maybe "solids and stripes" and has no appreciation of the game. The last time she came to watch me play, she thought it was important for her to root for me, including walking up in the middle of a match, even walking up while I down on the nineball to tell me "Great shooting!" When I told her she was sharking me and that I needed to talk with her after the match about pool etiquette, she got offended and left. That was 6 years ago.
The one thing that my wife does know about pool is that the game is incredibly important to me and that there is no way I am ever going to stop valuing the game as much as I do unless I am in a coma or something similar. Because of this, she is very supportive of various burdens the game places on our relationship. Things like me being in a pool hall all day and all night for an occasional weekend tournament. Like having the largest room in our last 3 houses occupied by a pool table. Like not saying shit to about the pool table when it goes months on end without play and it still takes up the largest room in our house. Like me buying thousands of dollars in cue sticks. Like me having a closet full of accustats and other pool memorabilia. Like me remodelling the pool room before any other room of our latest house when we moved in. I could go on and on.
I recognize that if the situations were reversed I am not so sure I would be so understanding. This makes me love my wife even more despite the fact she wouldnt be able to tell the difference between force follow three rails with inside english from nine feet away and and smashing at the 9ball as hard as you can with your eyes closed.
The one thing that my wife does know about pool is that the game is incredibly important to me and that there is no way I am ever going to stop valuing the game as much as I do unless I am in a coma or something similar. Because of this, she is very supportive of various burdens the game places on our relationship. Things like me being in a pool hall all day and all night for an occasional weekend tournament. Like having the largest room in our last 3 houses occupied by a pool table. Like not saying shit to about the pool table when it goes months on end without play and it still takes up the largest room in our house. Like me buying thousands of dollars in cue sticks. Like me having a closet full of accustats and other pool memorabilia. Like me remodelling the pool room before any other room of our latest house when we moved in. I could go on and on.
I recognize that if the situations were reversed I am not so sure I would be so understanding. This makes me love my wife even more despite the fact she wouldnt be able to tell the difference between force follow three rails with inside english from nine feet away and and smashing at the 9ball as hard as you can with your eyes closed.