<clears throat> uh...ya...sorry bout thatbsmutz said:How about the guy that misses his pocket by a foot or more but then barely misses lucking it in off the third rail and curses his bad luck...
jay helfert said:People who MUST place the chalk upside down on the rails. It's messy and gets all over your hands and clothes. What's that all about anyway?
cardsfan said:when it's his/her time to shoot and their at the bar talking to a friend, waving their finger, like "I'll be there in a minute"
s'portplayer said:People who think its necessary to tap the head ball while it's in the rack, supposedly to make the rack tight. About all that I can tell this tapping does, is put a big ass dent on the footspot.
LEARN HOW TO RACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!
cuechick said:Well, the grammer/spelling mistake I see the most often is making "a lot" into one word! There is no such word as alot!
Also people typing, "I need advise" instead of advice...
cueandcushion said:People that put a standard rack of balls on the 3 Cushion billiard table, complain that there is no triangle.
ratcues said:2. Bangers that shoot an impossible 4 rail shot and them look upset when they miss.
LMAO! ! !
Tim5000 said:1. The guy with the $9.00 Bud Light cue who talks on his cell phone while he's shooting.
2. Young people (anyone under 30, usually female) who use the words "Like" & "Awesome" 47 times in every sentence.
BWTadpole said:Just happened today
-People who make stupid comments about the game occurring in front of them
A guy was sitting at the counter watching me play straight pool with the guy working the pool hall that night, spotting him 30 to 100 for $20. Midway through his run, he asks how many balls the guy I was playing made. He was told "eight."
Makes one more ball.
"So that makes nine for the run, right?"
"Yes"
"So he has nine balls, right?"
"Yeah."
"But he fouled, so it's only eight, actually, right?"
"Not really."
"Alright, he's got nine."
Makes one more ball.
"So that's ten now, right?"
"Yeah."
"Well, kind of like nine, but really ten."
"Yup."
The guy shooting joins in...
"So I made ten balls, right?"
"Yeah."
"But it's more like nine now?"
"Kind of."
Misses, but while I'm getting down for the shot, the shooter and the guy continue...
"So I ran ten?"
"Well, it was actually more like nine."
"But besides the foul, it's ten?"
"Yeah. So you got ten balls?"
"Yup."
"Ten balls."
"Yeah."
Saying this across the counter with music playing, so they were fairly audible from any distance.
Just all of this, on top of singing and dancing to songs on the jukebox, screaming and shouting about every missed ball, standing in front of my shots to get a good look at the TV, it all built up a bit by a bit to get me tilted.
Lost the match by 6. The guy sitting at the counter even had the nerve to yell "Foul!" after I attempted to send the cueball back into the pack while my opponent needed 1 to go...
cueandcushion said:In the pool room; People that have to come to the counter 4 or 5 seperate times just to change a $5 and get the change they need. They will say they want ONLY $1 bills. Then need quarters for the video game. Then need more quarters to get a gumball, then need more quarters for the video game again. Then they want quarters for the bar box table. When I tell them it doesnt take quarters and is hourly they get the quarters anyway. Then they come back and tell me it doesnt take quarters and they want a paper dollar again. Then they come back for more quarters for the Foosball game.
People that put a standard rack of balls on the 3 Cushion billiard table, complain that there is no triangle. So I get them a triangle. Start playing pool and then ask me if I am going to put pockets on the table. I tell them the pockets are being repaired and to use another table.
People that will pass up 16 tables with the lights on and no one playing and pick the ONLY table in my room with the lights off and want to play pool on that one.
#3 and 4 are hilarious, i bet you get alot of that! everyone is a player until you tell em to get up and bet something!Melissa Herndon said:Peeve #1 - An opponent who doesn't help collect the balls on a non-ball-return table.
Peeve #2 - Guys who woof/bark/argue...but no one ever sees them play. They are wasting my time, the person-they-are-woofing-at's time, the pool room owner's time (because the person-they-are-woofing-at could be playing someone else), and pretty much anyone-within-earhot's time.
Peeve #3 - People who ask me for ridiculous weight because they know I'm not going to give it to them and then they don't have to play. (There was a guy recently...and I asked him what he wanted to do. He should be playing me even...so what I was asking was how much he wanted to bet). He looks me dead in the eye and asks for the seven-ball. I called him a little b***h...and told him that he if didn't want to play me, then he could just say that. ( i know it sounds harsh...but he is one of those guys who is always mouthing off to everyone) The next week, I was told that he was telling everyone he was just kidding about asking me for the 7-ball and was saying that he would play me anytime. I walked into the pool room a couple hours later....he saw me come in and disappeared. Didn't even say good-bye to anyone. Guys/girls like this are worthless.
Peeve #4 - When I meet new people outside of pool (for example, at work) and tell them that I am a professional pool player...and then they say "Wow! That is awesome. You must be really good....but I think I can still beat you." They are always men, and not one of them could run 2 balls if their life depended on it. They are just thinking that they are good because they have played once or twice, on a barbox, at the local tavern, drunk off their arses, and they managed to beat their even-more-drunk-best-friend after 45 minutes. I can't stand these monkeys...and I will always offer to play...paycheck against paycheck. So far, no one has taken me up on it![]()
Pretty funny comments Melissa. I usually just read the comments and laugh, but if you are ever around MA then stop by Country Club USA in chelmsford for a few sets. There is a good tournament every monday night and I would like the chance to play you. (even, and I will bet) You would probably beat me but I would like to give it a try. I like to step up and play better players. I'm playing at Turning Stone in august just to see what I can do. So you see I can actually play.Melissa Herndon said:Peeve #1 - An opponent who doesn't help collect the balls on a non-ball-return table.
Peeve #2 - Guys who woof/bark/argue...but no one ever sees them play. They are wasting my time, the person-they-are-woofing-at's time, the pool room owner's time (because the person-they-are-woofing-at could be playing someone else), and pretty much anyone-within-earhot's time.
Peeve #3 - People who ask me for ridiculous weight because they know I'm not going to give it to them and then they don't have to play. (There was a guy recently...and I asked him what he wanted to do. He should be playing me even...so what I was asking was how much he wanted to bet). He looks me dead in the eye and asks for the seven-ball. I called him a little b***h...and told him that he if didn't want to play me, then he could just say that. ( i know it sounds harsh...but he is one of those guys who is always mouthing off to everyone) The next week, I was told that he was telling everyone he was just kidding about asking me for the 7-ball and was saying that he would play me anytime. I walked into the pool room a couple hours later....he saw me come in and disappeared. Didn't even say good-bye to anyone. Guys/girls like this are worthless.
Peeve #4 - When I meet new people outside of pool (for example, at work) and tell them that I am a professional pool player...and then they say "Wow! That is awesome. You must be really good....but I think I can still beat you." They are always men, and not one of them could run 2 balls if their life depended on it. They are just thinking that they are good because they have played once or twice, on a barbox, at the local tavern, drunk off their arses, and they managed to beat their even-more-drunk-best-friend after 45 minutes. I can't stand these monkeys...and I will always offer to play...paycheck against paycheck. So far, no one has taken me up on it![]()