Coming up the APA ranks, there was nearly always this player I could not beat. He was annoying and kind of a bully, but I respected him and his game and always enjoyed the challenge. He's been a bca master forever and it took me years just to get to an apa 7. After years of losing to better 7's I was angry, I Started playing 4+ days a week and took lessons. I was determined to beat all the 7's that had tortured me in the past, but this guy in particular.
We start out well, good safeties, good runouts. We exchange wins, the room is buzzing. Back and forth we go the match is 4-3 at this point, I'm on the hill. The work is finally paying off... I'm on the verge of beating this guy for the first time!
He breaks dry, I make a ball and play safe. We get into a safety battle and I eventually get a BIH. He starts *****ing and moaning which I have never seen, meanwhile I wish I could take a picture and hang it on my wall I'm so happy. I run all my balls with perfect shape, get to the key ball and leave myself straight in. Dammit...small mistake I think, whatever draw it back a couple feet and I'm golden on this 8 ball. I don't think I've ever been so nervous for a shot, I freaking miscued and scooped it right off the table!! He runs out, then runs the next rack for match.
That was the last time I played him, he left the division. I wanted to beat him so bad, I finally had him and I blew it.
I might never get to play him again.
We start out well, good safeties, good runouts. We exchange wins, the room is buzzing. Back and forth we go the match is 4-3 at this point, I'm on the hill. The work is finally paying off... I'm on the verge of beating this guy for the first time!
He breaks dry, I make a ball and play safe. We get into a safety battle and I eventually get a BIH. He starts *****ing and moaning which I have never seen, meanwhile I wish I could take a picture and hang it on my wall I'm so happy. I run all my balls with perfect shape, get to the key ball and leave myself straight in. Dammit...small mistake I think, whatever draw it back a couple feet and I'm golden on this 8 ball. I don't think I've ever been so nervous for a shot, I freaking miscued and scooped it right off the table!! He runs out, then runs the next rack for match.

That was the last time I played him, he left the division. I wanted to beat him so bad, I finally had him and I blew it.
