bradb
01-21-2008, 11:55 AM
<blockquote><font class="small">Quote mikepage:</font><hr>
Here is a description of the practice game FARGO
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CHj6KUw8xzE <hr /></blockquote>
Well Mike, I tried the Fargo practice routine and now I'm seriously questioning my place in the world of pool!
First of all I never went past the 7th game, I guess I'm an attention deficit style of player.
After a series of repetitious ball pocketing the boredom began to set in. I slowly drifted off into dreaming about that trip to Mexico I made back in the sixties. It was in a little cantina where I met that beautiful dark eyed!.... YIPES! I missed an easy shot!
Damn, rack'em up, do it again.
Ok now I've lost my goal of hitting the 200 mark, all right, bear down. Bust that little cluster on the rail. Oh no!... the ball rolled and froze. NO SHOT!
OK.... 175 is my goal now, I can do it.
God what a bad break...tie-ups everywhere! Ok I'll start right out with a hard shot and open up the middle..... I MISSED!
Allright, I'm an A player. I can live with that.
GOOD BREAK, here we go... nice run starting. Suddenly the phone rings! Damn, better get it. Its the bank!... they bounced that client check I just put in!
Ok I'm back an hour later, completely lost my stroke, but I gotta nice lay layout left. Oh no!... I dogged my shape!... Ok settle down, its a hard 90 degree cut to continue but I can make it.
I dig in and focus, but the pressure is building, my arm is twitching like a cats tail... I MISSED!
OH my god, I'm not going to break 100!
I can't go on and live with this shame. Sadly I hang up my cue and leave the arena at which I have failed. I have descended into the dark depths of billiard mediocrity....I'm a mullet. A fish. I have donned that worst of all monikers that distinguish the real players from the hordes of floundering ball bangers that infest every pool hall... A rank beginner! /ccboard/images/graemlins/frown.gif :
brad /ccboard/images/graemlins/cool.gif
Here is a description of the practice game FARGO
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CHj6KUw8xzE <hr /></blockquote>
Well Mike, I tried the Fargo practice routine and now I'm seriously questioning my place in the world of pool!
First of all I never went past the 7th game, I guess I'm an attention deficit style of player.
After a series of repetitious ball pocketing the boredom began to set in. I slowly drifted off into dreaming about that trip to Mexico I made back in the sixties. It was in a little cantina where I met that beautiful dark eyed!.... YIPES! I missed an easy shot!
Damn, rack'em up, do it again.
Ok now I've lost my goal of hitting the 200 mark, all right, bear down. Bust that little cluster on the rail. Oh no!... the ball rolled and froze. NO SHOT!
OK.... 175 is my goal now, I can do it.
God what a bad break...tie-ups everywhere! Ok I'll start right out with a hard shot and open up the middle..... I MISSED!
Allright, I'm an A player. I can live with that.
GOOD BREAK, here we go... nice run starting. Suddenly the phone rings! Damn, better get it. Its the bank!... they bounced that client check I just put in!
Ok I'm back an hour later, completely lost my stroke, but I gotta nice lay layout left. Oh no!... I dogged my shape!... Ok settle down, its a hard 90 degree cut to continue but I can make it.
I dig in and focus, but the pressure is building, my arm is twitching like a cats tail... I MISSED!
OH my god, I'm not going to break 100!
I can't go on and live with this shame. Sadly I hang up my cue and leave the arena at which I have failed. I have descended into the dark depths of billiard mediocrity....I'm a mullet. A fish. I have donned that worst of all monikers that distinguish the real players from the hordes of floundering ball bangers that infest every pool hall... A rank beginner! /ccboard/images/graemlins/frown.gif :
brad /ccboard/images/graemlins/cool.gif