Mr OldPlayer, I'm sure the entire family of AZB is with me on the condolences I offer. Please know that we are with you in your time of sorrow & we'll be there always....
Not with pool...but with Porsches. Had 4 of them over a period of 40 years...then one day, for various reasons...poof! Passion gone.
So, I sold out...everything. The car, the magazines, the spares, the special tools...all of it now gone. I'm really not that much of a car guy now.
Bottom line...when something stops being fun, it's time to look for something else fun.
At least that's how it worked for me.
I started playing in 1965 and was hooked the fist day.....got really good within 2 or 3 years. had a 9' Brunswick in my house for 13 years and played every day! got even better. left for a 7 yr sabbatical with my wife thru the Caribbean and did not lose but one game and that was to the champion of Bonaire! got back to the usa and did not play for 5 years then started back 3 years ago. tried to get my old game back but because of age I only got back 90% of it. in the past 3 years I have won two 9 ball tournaments, and 8 ball tournament and a 2nd place and 1st place in straight pool. my "apa master's" team got 2nd place 2 sessions ago and 1st place this last session. so I think you can agree I have had an intense passion for pool for a long time. a couple of years ago my wife was diagnosed with a terminal disease and the doctor told me 2 weeks ago she would probably not make it to this xmas and I had to go ahead and make funeral arrangements. I have lost all passion for the sport now and doubt that I will ever get it back....but it was a great ride (with he wife too!). good luck on the hunt and try taking off a couple of weeks. sometimes you can get a little burned out.
Bro,
"passion," comes and goes,.....
For anything..... (Insert Interest HERE )
My Dad,used to say this to me: "Once you have a real passion for something;it gets in your blood. It never leaves." I have heard many others say the same thing.He was right. I have 4 true passions in my life: 1 of them is pool. I walked away from this game for over 20 yrs, and came back 5 yrs ago.
One day you will be doing some odd thing or other, and you will remember something about pool that will ignite your "passion" once again. That wanton Zest/zeal will return in a big way! :wink:
Hang in there; it doesn't take much to ignite passion for something.
I have been playing pool my whole life. I used to love the sport more than life itself. I used to get excitedly nervous before competing, whether in tournaments or just league play. I was an avid student of the game and have just about every instructional book made, many instructional videos and was even an accu-stats video of the month member. I have attended pool clinics and have fantastic mentors / teachers that I enjoyed taking lessons from periodically. While never a superstar, I played as a c+ player, but my game steadily improved over the years and I was a tough competitor. I own a pool table and I enjoyed and looked forward to regularly practicing, especially in anticipation of an upcoming tournament, but equally just to knock a few balls around with friends and family. As for the pros, I idolized them as if a kid, seeking them out for autographs at tournaments, hanging my signed copies of billiards digest on the walls of my make-shift pool room in my basement.
The point of my post is that all of a sudden, like a light switch, I have lost my passion for the game and it saddens me a great deal. But passion is a strange thing. You can't "will it" to be there. It's either there or its not. I no longer look forward to league nights, played half heartedly in a few tournaments recently, and pretty much stopped reading & practicing. Somehow the sport is still special for me, but is only a shadow of it's former self of what it used to be and mean for me.
Interested if any of you have experienced this, and my hope is, you will tell me how you managed to recapture the magic and passion for the game - something I am desperate for.
Steve
I have been playing pool my whole life. I used to love the sport more than life itself. I used to get excitedly nervous before competing, whether in tournaments or just league play. I was an avid student of the game and have just about every instructional book made, many instructional videos and was even an accu-stats video of the month member. I have attended pool clinics and have fantastic mentors / teachers that I enjoyed taking lessons from periodically. While never a superstar, I played as a c+ player, but my game steadily improved over the years and I was a tough competitor. I own a pool table and I enjoyed and looked forward to regularly practicing, especially in anticipation of an upcoming tournament, but equally just to knock a few balls around with friends and family. As for the pros, I idolized them as if a kid, seeking them out for autographs at tournaments, hanging my signed copies of billiards digest on the walls of my make-shift pool room in my basement.
The point of my post is that all of a sudden, like a light switch, I have lost my passion for the game and it saddens me a great deal. But passion is a strange thing. You can't "will it" to be there. It's either there or its not. I no longer look forward to league nights, played half heartedly in a few tournaments recently, and pretty much stopped reading & practicing. Somehow the sport is still special for me, but is only a shadow of it's former self of what it used to be and mean for me.
Interested if any of you have experienced this, and my hope is, you will tell me how you managed to recapture the magic and passion for the game - something I am desperate for.
Steve
People often have a passion for a sport because it challenges them and as they excel and advance their own skills it draws them deeper into to game.
If you reach a point where you come to believe that you have reached the limits of your ability and have nothing more to offer, then the mind can lose interest.
Are you no longer challenged by the sport?
Losing interest could mean you have lost your drive or motivation to improve.
If it turns out this is your problem, send me a personal message. I may have a solution.
I know the feeling. I was that way with golf. When I was in middle school and high school I was obsessed. I practiced constantly and played more than once a week. I watched the tour every week, but then it just kind of...stopped being fun. Instead I chose to start playing pool again and never looked back. Hell the same could be said for my love affair with pool when I was going through my golf phase. Stuff like this comes and goes. Just do what is fun for you. They are hobbies not work. You'll probably pick it up again eventually.I have been playing pool my whole life. I used to love the sport more than life itself. I used to get excitedly nervous before competing, whether in tournaments or just league play. I was an avid student of the game and have just about every instructional book made, many instructional videos and was even an accu-stats video of the month member. I have attended pool clinics and have fantastic mentors / teachers that I enjoyed taking lessons from periodically. While never a superstar, I played as a c+ player, but my game steadily improved over the years and I was a tough competitor. I own a pool table and I enjoyed and looked forward to regularly practicing, especially in anticipation of an upcoming tournament, but equally just to knock a few balls around with friends and family. As for the pros, I idolized them as if a kid, seeking them out for autographs at tournaments, hanging my signed copies of billiards digest on the walls of my make-shift pool room in my basement.
The point of my post is that all of a sudden, like a light switch, I have lost my passion for the game and it saddens me a great deal. But passion is a strange thing. You can't "will it" to be there. It's either there or its not. I no longer look forward to league nights, played half heartedly in a few tournaments recently, and pretty much stopped reading & practicing. Somehow the sport is still special for me, but is only a shadow of it's former self of what it used to be and mean for me.
Interested if any of you have experienced this, and my hope is, you will tell me how you managed to recapture the magic and passion for the game - something I am desperate for.
Steve
Bro,
"passion," comes and goes,.....
For anything..... (Insert Interest HERE )
My Dad,used to say this to me: "Once you have a real passion for something;it gets in your blood. It never leaves." I have heard many others say the same thing.He was right. I have 4 true passions in my life: 1 of them is pool. I walked away from this game for over 20 yrs, and came back 5 yrs ago.
One day you will be doing some odd thing or other, and you will remember something about pool that will ignite your "passion" once again. That wanton Zest/zeal will return in a big way! :wink:
Hang in there; it doesn't take much to ignite passion for something.
If you're saddened by it, you still have passion. After all, that's part of the words definition.
I haven't had a Pedal Steel Guitar in 12 years. I hear it it played in the music I listen too.... always missed it. So I bought another one & an amplifier too. Someone will sell this one, I won't.
Seems like I have two passions in my life now, beside my business. At 74, I'm busier than a one-armed paper hanger.
I have been playing pool my whole life. I used to love the sport more than life itself. I used to get excitedly nervous before competing, whether in tournaments or just league play. I was an avid student of the game and have just about every instructional book made, many instructional videos and was even an accu-stats video of the month member. I have attended pool clinics and have fantastic mentors / teachers that I enjoyed taking lessons from periodically. While never a superstar, I played as a c+ player, but my game steadily improved over the years and I was a tough competitor. I own a pool table and I enjoyed and looked forward to regularly practicing, especially in anticipation of an upcoming tournament, but equally just to knock a few balls around with friends and family. As for the pros, I idolized them as if a kid, seeking them out for autographs at tournaments, hanging my signed copies of billiards digest on the walls of my make-shift pool room in my basement.
The point of my post is that all of a sudden, like a light switch, I have lost my passion for the game and it saddens me a great deal. But passion is a strange thing. You can't "will it" to be there. It's either there or its not. I no longer look forward to league nights, played half heartedly in a few tournaments recently, and pretty much stopped reading & practicing. Somehow the sport is still special for me, but is only a shadow of it's former self of what it used to be and mean for me.
Interested if any of you have experienced this, and my hope is, you will tell me how you managed to recapture the magic and passion for the game - something I am desperate for.
Steve
I have been playing pool my whole life. I used to love the sport more than life itself. I used to get excitedly nervous before competing, whether in tournaments or just league play. I was an avid student of the game and have just about every instructional book made, many instructional videos and was even an accu-stats video of the month member. I have attended pool clinics and have fantastic mentors / teachers that I enjoyed taking lessons from periodically. While never a superstar, I played as a c+ player, but my game steadily improved over the years and I was a tough competitor. I own a pool table and I enjoyed and looked forward to regularly practicing, especially in anticipation of an upcoming tournament, but equally just to knock a few balls around with friends and family. As for the pros, I idolized them as if a kid, seeking them out for autographs at tournaments, hanging my signed copies of billiards digest on the walls of my make-shift pool room in my basement.
The point of my post is that all of a sudden, like a light switch, I have lost my passion for the game and it saddens me a great deal. But passion is a strange thing. You can't "will it" to be there. It's either there or its not. I no longer look forward to league nights, played half heartedly in a few tournaments recently, and pretty much stopped reading & practicing. Somehow the sport is still special for me, but is only a shadow of it's former self of what it used to be and mean for me.
Interested if any of you have experienced this, and my hope is, you will tell me how you managed to recapture the magic and passion for the game - something I am desperate for.
Steve