SpiderMan
10-08-2002, 04:44 PM
A week or so ago an acquaintance mentioned my name to a VNEA captain as a possible addition to his sponsored team. By "sponsored", I mean that the captain has a sponsor providing weekly wardrobe plus entry, airfare, and hotel money for the team to compete each year in nationals. That's a deal that no one at my level can resist, so of course I wanted "in".
Anyway, Joe (the captain) invited me out to their home establishment for a meeting Sunday night, casually mentioning that there would be a tournament and we could all enter.
To make a long story short, I had the winner's bracket and another of Joe's teammates had the loser's bracket (I put him there). The TD asked if we wanted to split the pot and go home. I said it didn't matter, but the other guy said he wanted to play it out and see what happens. Joe was a spectator, he'd been put out earlier.
We were hill-hill in the first match. It was over if I took it, otherwise we'd play another (double elimination). The eight was on the foot rail in the middle, my last ball was at the other end of the table about a foot out 45 degrees from the corner pocket, and my opponent hooked me behind his last ball down near the eight.
I jumped the ball, pocketed mine, and went three rails for shape on the eight. After rolling it in, I shook my opponent's hand, collected my money, then sat down by Joe and asked him if I passed the audition.
He wrote down my shirt size /ccboard/images/icons/wink.gif
SpiderMan
Anyway, Joe (the captain) invited me out to their home establishment for a meeting Sunday night, casually mentioning that there would be a tournament and we could all enter.
To make a long story short, I had the winner's bracket and another of Joe's teammates had the loser's bracket (I put him there). The TD asked if we wanted to split the pot and go home. I said it didn't matter, but the other guy said he wanted to play it out and see what happens. Joe was a spectator, he'd been put out earlier.
We were hill-hill in the first match. It was over if I took it, otherwise we'd play another (double elimination). The eight was on the foot rail in the middle, my last ball was at the other end of the table about a foot out 45 degrees from the corner pocket, and my opponent hooked me behind his last ball down near the eight.
I jumped the ball, pocketed mine, and went three rails for shape on the eight. After rolling it in, I shook my opponent's hand, collected my money, then sat down by Joe and asked him if I passed the audition.
He wrote down my shirt size /ccboard/images/icons/wink.gif
SpiderMan