No shit. If you're down to asking advice from this collection of loonies(and i count myself for sure) you are in deep shit.Best advice...avoid these threads.
It was a long time ago. Let me describe the inside. When you walked in, on the right and left were regulation pool tables. I'd say at least 5 on each side. The foot or head of the tables were toward the walls. And there was an isle down the center of the room. The real peculiar thing I remember at the back of the room on the right side, was sort of a wall but there was like a very large opening waist high like you could imagine where a very large window would go, and you could see through into another room. Now on the side of this wall facing the front door, a pool table was right there. I remember Tony playing at that table. This was probably the money table where players would match up. Now the back of the room on the left I believe was where there was the tournament announcer with his hand held microphone and maybe a snack counter or where you paid to play and get your rack. Anyway, since you are familiar with the pool scene in that era, I hope you can help me out here. I was only there twice. Maybe it is two different places. One time I saw Tony at the table as described. Man, he was young and feisty. And another time was at that tournament. It was a big tournament for this relatively small poolhall. It was jammed packed. Almost standing room only. You knew Sax? But for sure it was on that side of the Bay. So you got Palo Alto, Menlo Park, Daly City, etc. I guarantee it was in that area. Redwood City? Thanks.
You know better.The tread is called "the best advice you're likely to get". It did not dictate that this was for pool or anything else in paticular. And the best advice i've ever gotten is "who gives a shit what other people thing of you" You need to do what you think isbest for yourself, and in this situation I don't give a shit what you think and i will continue to go that way.
Oh, well. That was a big tournament around '76-'77. Kim taught me a good lesson.Based on your description it could have been the Billiard Palcade at Mission and Geneva -- the table to the right was a snooker table and there were a lot of pay ball matches on it, but the counter was as you walked in to the left, so I dan't know.
I only knew Sax and his wife, Evelyn?, in passing. There was a room that Dee Hulse ran in Redwood City. I think I only went once.
Lou Figueroa
I only said that if you can't do these 5 essential things, you should consider hanging it up.Shit, I don't think anyone would ever hit a ball! ha ha ha
If you can't see the shot: don't shoot.
If you can't see the shot line: don't shoot.
If you can't see the cue stick center axis: don't shoot.
If you can't align the cue stick onto the shot line: don't shoot.
If you can't lock in the cue stick alignment: don't shoot.
Intent, focus, judgement, and discipline.
Resolution.
Precision.
Don't guess.
You've got two eyes.
Use them.
And never accept second best.
Think about it.
Or maybe just don't shoot: Ever.