I keep reading all these posts about how much everyone hates the young kids hanging out in pool rooms, with baggy clothes, listening to rap.
There's a certain pool hall I go to with nothing but this crowd. When you walk into the room, you'll see 3 gold crowns and 20 other 9' tables (these aren't worth much) and 16 or so bar tables. You'll see 1 snooker table but nobody is ever on it. You'll see 60 people at any given time and the oldest one you see is standing behind the counter. He looks to be about 30. It's always the same guy. He's the owner. You'll probably see about 10 guys between the ages of 20 and 30. And everyone else is between 16 and 20. Look around, there's always someone sleeping somewhere. You'll see 5 and 10 dollar action on every occupied table in the room with a 3/5 ring game on the main money table. Come in on the right night and you might see a hundred dollar set. The male/female ratio in the room is about 50/50. Nobody in the room can really play, but everybody takes the game quite seriously. The only thing to eat is candy from the vending machine. The only thing to drink is soda from the fridge. Hip hop plays 24/7, but it's not loud at all. You don't worry about roadies too much because nobody really knows about this place and there's not much money changing hands. But be careful, the guy behind the counter plays pretty sporty.
Now I don't know about you guys, but that place is like heaven for me. No drunks talking about how they used to play. No 40 year olds still looking for easy cash, trying to rob everyone in the room. No self-proclaimed champs trying to teach you how to play but never want to gamble. This room is strictly pool. It's not about the money in there. It's about the game. These kids are there to play pool. They want to be the best in the room. A strong player gets the respect he deserves. Only the guys who venture elsewhere have heard about weight. But it doesn't matter, everyone wants to play you even anyway. You won't make more than 100 bucks but you will see a lot of heart. Nobody wears clothes that fit. The girls wear it too small; the guys, too big. But who cares what you're wearing anyway. Most of the good players I know look like bums. It's nice to find an escape from the woofing. It's nice that people ask to play for $10. They know they can't win. But you're the newest face, you play pretty good. Everybody wants to take a shot at you. It's nice when nobody asks you for the world. It's nice when nobody is drunk. It's nice to know I can play pool with a girl and not have to worry about everybody hitting on her. It's nice to play pool. I don't care about what you wear and how you speak. I care about a table, some balls, and a stick.
There's a certain pool hall I go to with nothing but this crowd. When you walk into the room, you'll see 3 gold crowns and 20 other 9' tables (these aren't worth much) and 16 or so bar tables. You'll see 1 snooker table but nobody is ever on it. You'll see 60 people at any given time and the oldest one you see is standing behind the counter. He looks to be about 30. It's always the same guy. He's the owner. You'll probably see about 10 guys between the ages of 20 and 30. And everyone else is between 16 and 20. Look around, there's always someone sleeping somewhere. You'll see 5 and 10 dollar action on every occupied table in the room with a 3/5 ring game on the main money table. Come in on the right night and you might see a hundred dollar set. The male/female ratio in the room is about 50/50. Nobody in the room can really play, but everybody takes the game quite seriously. The only thing to eat is candy from the vending machine. The only thing to drink is soda from the fridge. Hip hop plays 24/7, but it's not loud at all. You don't worry about roadies too much because nobody really knows about this place and there's not much money changing hands. But be careful, the guy behind the counter plays pretty sporty.
Now I don't know about you guys, but that place is like heaven for me. No drunks talking about how they used to play. No 40 year olds still looking for easy cash, trying to rob everyone in the room. No self-proclaimed champs trying to teach you how to play but never want to gamble. This room is strictly pool. It's not about the money in there. It's about the game. These kids are there to play pool. They want to be the best in the room. A strong player gets the respect he deserves. Only the guys who venture elsewhere have heard about weight. But it doesn't matter, everyone wants to play you even anyway. You won't make more than 100 bucks but you will see a lot of heart. Nobody wears clothes that fit. The girls wear it too small; the guys, too big. But who cares what you're wearing anyway. Most of the good players I know look like bums. It's nice to find an escape from the woofing. It's nice that people ask to play for $10. They know they can't win. But you're the newest face, you play pretty good. Everybody wants to take a shot at you. It's nice when nobody asks you for the world. It's nice when nobody is drunk. It's nice to know I can play pool with a girl and not have to worry about everybody hitting on her. It's nice to play pool. I don't care about what you wear and how you speak. I care about a table, some balls, and a stick.
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