Wu was awesome in his annihilation of Shane. Shane looked uncomfortable all day. He just never got anything going today. Wu is the most impressive player this week, with Neils second. Charlie is my dark horse now. He's not afraid to win if given the chance. I wouldn't bet against Wu though. The only player I have seen play this well this year is Dennis.
Now wouldn't that be something, if Wu won and then he met Dennis at One Side and they played to see who the real champ was. Shades of Denny Searcy when he used to show up on the last day of a tournament, and challenge the winner to play for first prize.
Yang is the world's biggest drama queen! The pool table is his stage, and he is half actor, half pool player. I couldn't believe all the "stuff" he went through in his match with Didal. It was total theater! He paces around the table looking at the shot from every angle, making faces to mirror his feelings about what he sees. He demands everyone's rapt attention, ala Mosconi. Even his opponent may be asked to move if Yang feels he is in some way hindering his shot.
He is Sigel to the ninth degree. He sulks, he shrugs, he appears disgusted. He goes back to his table for water, a little powder and to towel down his cue, all the time contemplating his next move. Now he is back to the table, squinting, getting down, getting back up, moving a step or two to reconsider his options. He is down again, hesitating, still not ready. He chalks up for the hundredth time. DAMMMIT MAN, SHOOT ALREADY! I want to shout at him, but restrain myself. With Yang, it's not just a pool match, it's a show.
Finally he shoots. A spectaculor shot, perfectly executed. The crowd erupts with applause. One ball down, seven more to go. Three hours later, it's over, Yang has won. And I'm worn out.
