I have the utmost respect for anyone who can master this game.
When I was in high school. my friend's father had a ten foot Brunswick with ivory balls in a handsome wooden Brunswick box. The red looked like an eleven ball because it was so used and out of round.
We would merely try to contact the other two balls to score a point. That was still a very rare occasion.
I have often toyed with the idea of returning to Cleveland, Ohio and offering the current, I'm sure a low income renter, a few bucks to buy their laundry table. :wink: