True story: I was playing in an event in Northern Virginia. The poolroom had a jukebox that would occasionally play a song of its own choosing. The place was deathly silent and I was struggling with an opponent I was supposed to drill. Shooting the case 9 ball, taking my time I got over the cue ball and from that damn jukebox I heard Ray Charles......................Borrrrrn To loooooooose. I pumped the nine into the rail and never made another ball the rest of the match.