My afternoon wandering to the local bar is more tempting now that they have a pool table. I met a fellow from Tyrone who was very interesting to talk to. He was clearly a good pool player, but I had luck on my side and he kept potting the white ball.
Sometimes it is good to beat the sort of player who thinks he’s god’s gift. At other times it is sensible to acknowledge the superior skill of another player. Alcohol might have a harmful effect on playing ability, but conversely, it might steady any nerves. I wear glasses, but it skews my perception of distance. So I leave them to one side when I’m playing pool.
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