Ab bo su lute leee.... Distractions are killer bees waiting to STING YOU... I was an all-star Baseball catcher, a real grandstanding TYPE-A kinda guy, but I could back up any of my brag. I carried that to the Pool Room as a youngster & I played great snooker. I could YOW-YOW with the best of them.
One day, after I returrned to playing & had begun to play POOL (8-Ball, 9-Ball), my mouth overloaded my A$$. From that day, I could crumble in a instant, by simple distractions. My friends have suggested earplugs & I might just try that, but I feel that I may be outgrowing that plague.
The problem is, once the distraction has overided my composure, it seems that fortune on my part, turns to "you know what".
Your mind is a powerful thing, I know that I am supposed to use "it" to rule my behavior, but sometimes my mind is my biggest opponent. my consolation is that I am 66 years old & it doesn't matter any more. my days of gambling & shootin' the lights are gone... maybe my story will help some kid...