Maybe the worst night ever. Ever.

rementis

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So I've been a 6 in TAP league for a few years, and was a 6 in APA back east for a few years before that...

I've been struggling to become a 7 for a long time, and sometimes I think I might be on the edge of it.

This past league night I play against another 6 who I've beaten before. I was looking forward to the rematch because I knew the guy could play and it would be really good competition.

Unfortunately I didn't even show up. I missed easy shots, I made easy shots and left myself incredibly bad position. I scratched, I hit them too hard, I hit them too soft, I made very poor decisions and shot safeties that actually helped my opponent.

I actually felt sick to my stomach on the drive home, it was a really bad performance.

Not sure what the point of the story is, except that I felt like writing it down. Man, I hate those days when you feel like you gave it away instead of actually being beaten. He shot really well, and I'll never know how it would have turned out if I had shown up.

Today I'm going to go play in a 9-ball tourney... :grin:
 
I feel for you.

Though I'm not nearly as good a player as you are, I feel the same way when I let myself down like that. It's just one of those things, somedays it just ain't gonna happen.

I really agree with you on one point, one that I'm trying to reinforce with the younger players on our team. I don't get upset when someone plays better than me, I get upset when I beat myself by playing poorly. If I'm genuinely doing as well as I should (or close) and someone beats me, fair enough, good game, I need to get better. But making stupid mistakes that are within my control...... wow, is that aggravating!

Good luck in your tournament!
 
The only remedy... hit balls... lots of 'em... until you start feeling really good about your game again.
 
It's always nice to make others happy. Take comfort in the knowledge that you made your opponent happy? :woot:
 
So I've been a 6 in TAP league for a few years, and was a 6 in APA back east for a few years before that...

I've been struggling to become a 7 for a long time, and sometimes I think I might be on the edge of it.

This past league night I play against another 6 who I've beaten before. I was looking forward to the rematch because I knew the guy could play and it would be really good competition.

Unfortunately I didn't even show up. I missed easy shots, I made easy shots and left myself incredibly bad position. I scratched, I hit them too hard, I hit them too soft, I made very poor decisions and shot safeties that actually helped my opponent.

I actually felt sick to my stomach on the drive home, it was a really bad performance.

Not sure what the point of the story is, except that I felt like writing it down. Man, I hate those days when you feel like you gave it away instead of actually being beaten. He shot really well, and I'll never know how it would have turned out if I had shown up.

Today I'm going to go play in a 9-ball tourney... :grin:

I know exactly how you feel. I played in the County Championships (APA) today and had a similar experience. I didn't shoot terrible but certainly not good either. I just made too many unforced errors. Shooting too hard, shooting too soft, scratching way too much and finding myself kicking after I rolled a little too far or a little too short.

My opponent (Newstroke from AZB) shot a great match and beat me relatively easy.

Oh well, tomorrow is another day.
 
So I've been a 6 in TAP league for a few years, and was a 6 in APA back east for a few years before that...

I've been struggling to become a 7 for a long time, and sometimes I think I might be on the edge of it.

This past league night I play against another 6 who I've beaten before. I was looking forward to the rematch because I knew the guy could play and it would be really good competition.

Unfortunately I didn't even show up. I missed easy shots, I made easy shots and left myself incredibly bad position. I scratched, I hit them too hard, I hit them too soft, I made very poor decisions and shot safeties that actually helped my opponent.

I actually felt sick to my stomach on the drive home, it was a really bad performance.

Not sure what the point of the story is, except that I felt like writing it down. Man, I hate those days when you feel like you gave it away instead of actually being beaten. He shot really well, and I'll never know how it would have turned out if I had shown up.

Today I'm going to go play in a 9-ball tourney... :grin:


It happens to the best in the world right down to you and me, it aint easy, just keep on playing and dont dwell on the past, hope you do good in the 9B tournment, one abll at a time.
 
It happens to each of us, rementis. The important thing is to put it all behind you. Use the experience as a life lesson. Take what you can out of it then put it aside like yesterday's news. My life coach, Tony Galliano taught me all of these things and believe me, they work. Tony G. is not only my life coach but is also a part-time bailbondsman. What a great guy. :grin:
 
I also have been there and still go back here and there, to the point that i have a thread about it on here if i could find it I would alot of people were helpful and some well, not so good luck my trouble is from out side crap and an all around hectic life maybe you had some of the same.
 
Must have been something in the air last night because I (or that other guy posing as me) shot terrible as well. Not in league, but a local 9 ball tournament... it was embarrassing to say the least.
 
deja vous....again and again

Must have been something in the air last night because I (or that other guy posing as me) shot terrible as well. Not in league, but a local 9 ball tournament... it was embarrassing to say the least.

Funny you should bring that up. Someone stole my identity and entered
as me in an 8-ball tourney yesterday and scratched and miscued
so often that he managed to lose his ass. Luckily I (oops! I mean 'he')
was able to get out of there with at least his wallet intact if not his ego.:barf:
 
That's the way the cueball crumbles for us :) One day you can spot Efren (or at least his younger blind and one armed brother), the next you hit em into the rail 2 diamonds before the pocket.

I won my local room tournament 3 weeks in a row (record wins in a row by the way :thumbup:), then get knocked out in the 2nd round, then come in 2nd, then I got out the first round. At times I don't know which game I have with me. Usually I have my A game at home, in the car, and most of the way in the parking lot. Through the door it drops to a B+, then settles in to a nice B, B- average. Sometimes the A game follows me in a bit longer :). I think most of it drops on the table with the chalk though.

Oh, and I love this line "... and shot safeties that actually helped my opponent."
 
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all you can do is cuss and complain and move on

So I've been a 6 in TAP league for a few years, and was a 6 in APA back east for a few years before that...

I've been struggling to become a 7 for a long time, and sometimes I think I might be on the edge of it.

This past league night I play against another 6 who I've beaten before. I was looking forward to the rematch because I knew the guy could play and it would be really good competition.

Unfortunately I didn't even show up. I missed easy shots, I made easy shots and left myself incredibly bad position. I scratched, I hit them too hard, I hit them too soft, I made very poor decisions and shot safeties that actually helped my opponent.

I actually felt sick to my stomach on the drive home, it was a really bad performance.

Not sure what the point of the story is, except that I felt like writing it down. Man, I hate those days when you feel like you gave it away instead of actually being beaten. He shot really well, and I'll never know how it would have turned out if I had shown up.

Today I'm going to go play in a 9-ball tourney... :grin:

One of my more painful stupids happened at a pistol match. It was the last stage of the match and I was the last one shooting. Five targets, six shots, six seconds to do it in, no problemo. Tap, tap, taptap, tap, click! Click? What the hell? Nobody could believe it as everyone had already mentally conceded I had won the match. The story was told on my fourth target. After double tapping the middle one I double tapped the next one too without even realizing I did it! Moved from first by two points to down eight points and deep into the also rans with that one shot. Shook my head and grinned, what a ma-rrrroon!

As painful as that story is, I learned from it and it never happened again. That is all you can do after you crash and burn in a competition, learn from it and move on. You have to have the confidence that the good shooter or the good player is the norm and that idiot that stunk up an event is the aberration.

Hu
 
Quick update: I didn't win the 9 ball tourney, but I did do pretty well. Hopefully I can keep that going into my next league night.
 
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