I had a game of pool against Jeff once more, and I'm afraid once more I didn't make it all that easy...
To be fair, he wasn't playing much better, and when I ended up putting the balls guarding the pockets, which was entirely untintentional but I'm not complaining, I doubt he was thanking me for it. It became a battle of attrition really, and as soon as Jeff started potting balls he was on a roll and I hadn't got a hope of catching up. I had one chance before the 8-ball went in to pot 5 of mine, and I ended up leaving him open for another easy win.
Apparently the tables I play on aren't all that good! A good thing that I'm not very good either. It saves me a lot of trouble. Well done Jeff.
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Showing posts with label Pool. Show all posts
Saturday, 15 October 2011
Wednesday, 7 September 2011
4/9/2011: Pool
Just a quick one...
This one was at Ye Olde Foundry in Dudley, where I was doing a gig on the same night. I was there with Dave, and though he always insisted he plays his best pool when he's drunk, he still gave it a good go...
I almost feel compelled, when there are blue balls, to try and go for them given my football team. Tonight was no exception but my good fortune ended there. I wasn't exactly concentrating very hard but I could not hit a ball accurately from then on, and ended up losing to Dave still having the majority of the balls left on the table. Not one of my better efforts. But then again, I never said I was any good at this...
This one was at Ye Olde Foundry in Dudley, where I was doing a gig on the same night. I was there with Dave, and though he always insisted he plays his best pool when he's drunk, he still gave it a good go...
I almost feel compelled, when there are blue balls, to try and go for them given my football team. Tonight was no exception but my good fortune ended there. I wasn't exactly concentrating very hard but I could not hit a ball accurately from then on, and ended up losing to Dave still having the majority of the balls left on the table. Not one of my better efforts. But then again, I never said I was any good at this...
Tuesday, 14 June 2011
7/6/2011: 8 ball Pool at Hare of the Dog, Birmingham
Yes, I'm documenting a game of pool. I take myself far too seriously! And all the Gods help me if I've got the name of the pub wrong...
Well, I'm not very good at pool, nor do I claim to be. I'm familiar with the concept of putting the balls into the right pockets, while at the same time arranging matters so that the cue ball is in the right place for a follow-up, or failing that at least in a place where I can make it difficult for my opponent. Putting all that in to practice, on the other hand, is tricky to say the least; it's not a set of motions I'm familiar with and knowing the theory won't help if you haven't done it for over 3 years!
I was quite pleased I won the blue balls, given my football team. My opponent was Chris Jeffries, and he was playing with a lot more power than I was. He would whack the cue ball in the direction of one of the yellow balls, I would gently tap the blue balls with what I hoped was enough power. In my case, I was rarely wrong, however I'm not too good with my aim and missed a lot more shots than I hit. Nonetheless, it came down in the end to a struggle for control over the 8-ball, and in those situations a lot of the time all you can do is whack it and hope for the best. It was when I did this that I put Jeff in a better position to get the ball in, which he promptly did. Well done Jeff.
Now I know what you're (possibly) thinking - is Pool a game I'm going to be playing a great many times? And the answer is probably not, but it's fun when I do play it however badly it goes. The aim isn't going to get sorted out unless I do a lot more practice to improve it, something I neither have the time nor the drive for. But hey - I'm always up for a game...
Well, I'm not very good at pool, nor do I claim to be. I'm familiar with the concept of putting the balls into the right pockets, while at the same time arranging matters so that the cue ball is in the right place for a follow-up, or failing that at least in a place where I can make it difficult for my opponent. Putting all that in to practice, on the other hand, is tricky to say the least; it's not a set of motions I'm familiar with and knowing the theory won't help if you haven't done it for over 3 years!
I was quite pleased I won the blue balls, given my football team. My opponent was Chris Jeffries, and he was playing with a lot more power than I was. He would whack the cue ball in the direction of one of the yellow balls, I would gently tap the blue balls with what I hoped was enough power. In my case, I was rarely wrong, however I'm not too good with my aim and missed a lot more shots than I hit. Nonetheless, it came down in the end to a struggle for control over the 8-ball, and in those situations a lot of the time all you can do is whack it and hope for the best. It was when I did this that I put Jeff in a better position to get the ball in, which he promptly did. Well done Jeff.
Now I know what you're (possibly) thinking - is Pool a game I'm going to be playing a great many times? And the answer is probably not, but it's fun when I do play it however badly it goes. The aim isn't going to get sorted out unless I do a lot more practice to improve it, something I neither have the time nor the drive for. But hey - I'm always up for a game...
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