Your Biggest Pool Room Distraction?

Call me old but loud music and a bunch of teenagers carrying on and cussing up a storm just takes me out of the mood to shoot.
 
For me it's a phone blaring music. Don't be so cheap play the juke box or just play pool.
 
NewStroke said:
This doesn't happen often, but here's a list:

1. Your opponent dropped dead while you are shooting.
2. A car bomb exploding during your match.
3. Your standard argument between two morons about some obsure rule, like, if it's Tuesday and raining, you can shoot the 9 ball out of turn if it's in the pocket.
4. My worst, is when your opponent passes gas as he misses a shot, says nothing and allows you to walk into his "cloud". (I guess I could be guilty of that as well)
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ROFL, that is a good one. You mad me chuckle at work.:thumbup:
 
The Deliberate Whispering Sharker

How 'bout when you have just gotten down on a shot, and your opponent leans over to the guy next to him and deliberately whispers just loud enough saying something like "why isn't he using bottom left?" or "he may not shoot that great, but his GF has great tits".

Oh man, that makes me wanna yank their tongue out and stick it up their chocolate donut.
 
i was in a 8ball tournament one fine evening and my oponent was nervous because i was in stroke. i just had two more balls then the 8. had to work around his balls but it was doeable. just as i was getting ready to stroke the ball he screams: " DON'T SHOOT, DON'T SHOOT, DON'T SHOOT!!! " he wanted the ref to make sure that i didn't hit his ball first and scratch. i was so angry, i almost attacked the mother f____er.
 
Anybody that played at The Ballroom in Toms River N.J in the '80s will tell you that a young women named "Liz" was quite a distaction when she walked by.:thumbup:
 
really strong humidity...it makes me lazy. I just want to finish my shot and splash water on my face.
 
It was quiet in the back room at Hard Times, but all tables were going and there were people along the walls and rails. Three tables away a well- respected player firmly but not overly loudly says to one of the mumbling railbirds, so the whole room can hear:

"Excuse me, but could you not talk about my mother while I'm playing?"

I have no idea what was being said, but I'm sure that it stopped. I think he handled it well. I don't know if he won his game or not, but I thought, wow- that really must be distracting, I then put it out of my head, and won my game. yay.
 
leauge play

In general leauge play gets me the worst .I'm more the loaner type
player and can't really get where pool can be a team ordeal.The more
I play and the better I play the more I get a certian disdain for leauges
All the time I see people completely disrespect others ,this sport ,and
ultimately themselves.I am down to one team and may drop that soon
after seeing the complete disregard that I witnessed over the weekend
to include people I had at least a thimble full of respect for and the
leauge operator.If you have to resort to intentional sharking and utter
B.S. you really are never a true winner.
It all boils down to the fact that I have no control of what others
do .However I can control myself and my reaction toward it .
 
I'm not Bitter! LOL

Three (hell, make it four.. I could go on) things distract me:

1) The latin guys who all stand around the table playing that odd rotation game where they start with all (most) the balls on the rail and just hit the crap out of them trying to make something. They are always in your way!

2) The bangers who walk right up behind/ next to you when you are shooting your key ball. They just stand there waiting for you to shoot then after sharking the crap out of you hurriedly bend over and slap some ball around their table and and pray it goes in. In the meantime they just sharked you out of your (8-ball, 9-ball, high run, etc...) run out.

3) The guys/ girls who when they go (or coming back from) to get a beer from the bar have to walk right next to your table and sometimes will even put their hand on the table as they round the edge of your table. I have had them actually grab the pocket as they walk by as I am shooting the ball at it.

4) Then there are those who are playing on an adjacent table who can't sit the f*** down and will stand in your line of aim/ sight and waive their stick around or dance around like they gotta piss or something!

Gee, you must think I have the focus of a gnat! LOL
 
NewStroke said:
4. My worst, is when your opponent passes gas as he misses a shot, says nothing and allows you to walk into his "cloud". (I guess I could be guilty of that as well)
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Gas + missed shot = stealth safety

A teacher of mine who played Wimpy Lassiter mentioned that "he smelled bad." Apparently Wimpy's gastrointestinal troubles weren't limited to ulcers.
 
I would add that one easy way to get your opponent to stop doing this crap is to make a few shots and/ win a couple of games and let your team mates know in a louder than normal voice (one that can be overheard) how opponent antics get you fired up and how it helps you concentrate more on the shot.
I don't have an answer for the cleavage, I fall under the spell too. :D
Try wearing a visor and pull it down so you only see the balls and table.
 
This is the one that gets me,your opponent miscues which is usually a result from the operator not the cue,then quickly pulls the cue up and looks at the tip goes over to his pool case or has hanging on his key ring and pulls out this " scuffer" you know the one looks like a file they use to grind hooves on a horse before shoeing weighs about a pound and starts grinding the h*ll out of his tip till nothing left then proceeds to beating the sh**t out of it all the while it isyour time at the table!!

That really gets under my skin!
 
I'm sure the ladies can agree with me on mine.

You're practising and some guy wanders over and says any one or combination of the following:

Do you want someone to play with? (Practising alone.)
Why are you shooting by yourself?
You play good for a girl.
Do you give lessons?
Do you want some advice?
What are you listening to? (I wear an mp3.)
What game are you playing? (When I'm playing straight pool.)
How do you play that?
Are you a professional?
You must be a pool shark.
Can I get you something to drink?
So can I have your phone number?
Do you have a boyfriend?
You look like that ORIENTAL woman on Espn. (Apparently all Asian female pool players look like 'The Black Widow'.)
Why are you barefoot?
You have cute feet. (Creeeepy.)
Is that a Meucci? (I have a Jacoby.)

I could go on but you get the picture. We can be alone. We can be playing or practising with someone else. It doesn't matter. Politely telling them that you don't want to be bothered because you're there to shoot pool doesn't work because they continue to stand there like some teenager at a dance where the boys are on one side and the girls are on the other. If you tell them to just please leave so you can go back to shooting, you're a b*tch. Back when I shot at Players here in Columbus, my practise partner finally had to start telling these guys that he was my dad and to leave me alone. And by the way, it's never the serious players who bother us; it's always some banger.
 
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