When I was six years old, my dad bought us a pool table.
To this day I have no idea why. Not. A. Clue.
None of his three boys played and none asked for a table. It just showed up one day. My guess is he found one on sale - he loved sales - and figured it would be a good pastime for us. Maybe he played as a kid or in the Navy. I dunno.
Whatever the case, I played a lot of pool the next 15 years. But no training whatsoever. Only pool I ever saw on TV was Minnesota Fats and Willie Mosconi. I only vaguely knew about Steve Mizerak, and that was because of his weight.
Sometimes my older brothers would bring their friend over and I’d hustle them for money (beer money once I was a teen). They figured they would easily beat the little snot-nosed kid. And when they didn’t, they wanted to keep playing - and losing!
I stopped playing regularly after graduating from college. We got rid of the old table and I moved out.
But I never stopped yearning.
Fast forward to 1998. When my wife and I looked to buy a house, I had to make a choice.
Buy the house with a good yard for a garden, but not enough space for a table. Or buy a house with a big basement and small, shady yard.
The house with the garden won out. I thought my dream of getting a pool table was dead. For good.
The dream never died, though.
For years we vacationed in the Outer Banks (NC) where most rental homes have tables. I’d get a house with a table every year and play some pool. The appetite only got whetted.
Finally I measured my basement. Just big enough to fit a 7-foot table if I got rid of everything. I’d have to use shorties for 5% of my shots, but I could live with that.
My wife resisted at first, but finally gave in. Kids were grown. Basement was rarely used.
In January 2022 I got a table. Finally!
First it was a cheap MDF table from Amazon that was surprisingly decent. Had to know if it was a burning desire or a passing fad.
A burning desire. Gave away the cheap table and got a used Olhausen 7-footer nine months later.
So here I am. I play at least an hour a weekday, 2-4 hours a day on weekends. I go to a local pool hall 3-4 times a month.
I’ve watched at least 300 hours of instruction videos in the past two years. DrDave, Tor Lowry, Sharivari, Niels Feijin, FXbilliards, DrCue, and so on.
Every day I practice drills and the like from all those teachers. Banking, kicking, centerball, stunning drawing, pattern play.
I’ve also taken to the pro sport. I now watch live pool more than any other sport except perhaps soccer. Another way to learn a lot.
My game has progressed rapidly.
As I mentioned on another thread, I became a really good and creative shotmaker as a kid. I’d just get on my table and try anything. My position play was basically non-existent, so I had to become a good shotmaker.
Now I am pairing those raw skills developed as a youngster with an ever-increasing knowledge of the fundamentals and the wisdom that comes from age.
Fortunately my muscle memory largely remained intact. And I am in very good shape at my age (58).
Now it looks like my wife and I will expand our basement. A 9-foot Diamond may be in reach.
Guess the dream never died after all.