For me, it's a balancing act between two opposing forces. On the one side, I have that competitive drive that fuels me. This is the part that wants to destroy my opponent, run out every table, and just conquer the game.
The other force at work is more subtle and more simple, it's my love for the game. This is the part that finds joy in the simple things. Things like the sound of the balls colliding, or the beauty of the table with all the balls spread randomly around it, or one of my favorites is when I'm all alone just practicing with no distractions - no music and no other people, just me all alone putting the balls in the holes.
I just screwed up recently myself -- in a team event it came down to the final rack (bar table 8 ball). I came to the table with ball in hand. I surveyed the table and there was only one cluster I had to break open, but it was a bit tricky. Well, I managed to break that cluster open just right. Now the table was wide open, all I had to do was put them in one at a time and my team was on to the next round. I pocketed the next ball....I was on my way....the table was mine. Then I exhaled. I got down and fired in the next shot and watched the cue ball roll across the side and it kept going, and going, until it dropped right into the side pocket! We lost!
The competitive side started yelling at me "why even bother it said!" "Just quit!" "What's the point of this stupid game?" "You spend all this time practicing, only to do something like this!"
Then after I calmed down, the love of the game side reminded me that although I failed, just being in the arena was quite exhilarating. Quite simply - it was fun. Of course, it would have been more fun had I managed to pull out the victory for my team, but if you ask me, I would much rather be playing pool than working. Even if there's a chance I may find myself banging balls into the rails or SCRATCHING!
It is tricky balancing out these two forces. I enjoy watching a great runout, sometimes even if it’s my opponent who is doing it. The enjoyment I get sometimes just from watching good pool can sometimes cause me to let down my guard, and lose my focus. On the flip side, it helps me overcome those discouraging times when I look like I just picked up a cue for the first time. At the very least, I know that both of these forces need to be alive for me to stay interested in pool. I think I’m on my way to figuring out the right balance.
One last thought – I bet Earl Strickland has missed more balls than I have made. We have all heard that “Failure is not an option!” but the truth is that failure is mandatory in this game.