Having waaaaaay too much fun!
You all are bunch of crazy silly bast@rds!
MANIAC: and I had a blast...he is full of poo-poo, but a great guy. Yeah I dogged a few shots, because I took them right int the neck! I love making it fun, (in his best godfather voice) but I don't lay down for nobody.

Anyway, Maniac was fun to hang out with, he made me laugh, shot some great pool, and even hung out to cheer my hopeless 14.1 match.
My opponent jumped out to his personal high run on me and when Manic left, I was down a bunch. I won't say by how many I was down, because it won't make much sense, but let's just say when you are only playing to 75 it was alot. By the time I got a real shot on a ball, it felt like it was all but over. However, I decided I won't go down like that and I played a ton of 2 way shots and safeties and did get with in 6 before he got out. I think the ball only got broke open once during the entire match, and I scratched clear up table when that happened.

That was frustrating, because I would have probably won from that rack. Oh well, it was a great challenge. SO Maniac, you were not giving me bad luck (as he said to me) , I just played a guy on the top of his game. Plus he is a guy who used to beat me ALOT!
CHILLI66: He said it was OK to mention this, since it is on some of his posts, but his name is Ade (as in aid). SO when he wasn't looking, I was running around to the score sheets and putting my favorite of his um-teen nicknames I keep giving him, right in front of his name. KOOL

Periodically through the night I will yell "Hey Kool! How you doing over there?" I do this just loud enough so the rest of the bar and the other nearby establishments can hear me. It is so hard not to yell, "Hey Kool-Ade!" But eventually I won't be able to hold back. *Evil Grin* So note to Kool, I did get Maniac's phone number, so next time he is down there, I will call you.
Our teams really did match up well together. It was a really good battle! Hell, you can't go wrong in good company. But honestly, (you had to notice as that 8-ball went in, my nerves finally were getting the best of me. I haven't felt that much pressure on the last 8-ball in so long, I can't even remember. I think I stood up at least 3 times for that last shot. I think I played it going in (in my head) so many times before pulling the trigger, it was like watching an old black and white re-run on TV, but skipping like a record player.

I actually ordered a real beverage after that one. Kool's team is a great bunch of guys, but they got there star player now, and they are going to to make a run for the title this year. I know they are REALLY happy having you bro, because they have told me on more than one occasion already. I keep telling them you are just crazy English Bast@rd, but they just won't believe me.
CUEJOEY: I think your fictional writing has become so satirical, that you should start your own pulp fiction thread on here or write for one of the pool mags. And hey, just cause me an old Fats are in shape...yes round is a shape...doesn't mean he found my flower child mama at Woodstock! Speaking of JAY, did we ever get the conception location out of him! Damn I can never remember the details!

Anyway bro, just stay the way you are! Your posts always makes us smile like 2 plumbers butt cheeks peeking out for a grin. (Doh, no offense the great guys that fix my plumbing...you guys rule!)
EVERYONE ELSE: thanks for all the nice things you say, but get your lazy A$$E$ down to Volcano's in Hurst TX, so we can pick on each other!

Hell, I do talk almost as much as Fats, not as good of course. Secretly, when no one else is in the pool room, you might catch me ranting to myself in the mirror in the bathroom or in the reflection in the windows. I gots to be jawing somebody!
