I'm ready for POOL!!!

I'm ready for winter and moreover ready for pool. I've been playing league one night per week but that's about all I've been doing. No practice or tournaments makes the game suffer badly. I've been keeping myself busy this summer by going to the lake and camping. However, I'm ready for some football and playing pool on a regular basis. This has been a very productive summer in many ways, work and personally. I completed 3 years of taxes for my business, personal, and my old company. This was a TON of work, and the tedious, time consuming type that I despise. I've also leased on a couple trucks and paid off a couple trucks. My wife and I bought a boat and I got a work truck.

So summer pool has been very inconsistent for me, after last nights match I'm 9-4. Which isn't too bad but I haven't played very well so I'm unhappy with my play, not necessarily my results because the competition level isn't what my winter league is. I've been playing more the last 2 weeks so I'm expecting my play to start getting more consistent and last night was not exactly what I was hoping for. I played a pretty good player and beat him 7-6 but I was losing 6-4 and won the last three games to win the match. I missed way to many shots and position leaves to be happy about my play. But an interesting story from last nights match I'll share. I'm losing 6 games to 5 and I've just broke the balls and about to shoot my first shot which the ball is basically hanging in the pocket and I'm looking at the table for where I'm going to leave my cueball, not at if I'm going to make the shot because it a hanger. And some jackass walks by and says "I'll bet you 10 bucks you miss." Now I'm usually a pretty easy going guy and don't let the dumb shit people say get to me...BUT I wasn't playing well and I'm focused on my game and this dickface decides to talk a little shit and everybody who knows me knows I LOVE to gamble on anything. Anyways, I turn to the guy(who I've never seen, I don't think he plays league or anything) and say "Put your money up." Then he says "well which ball you shooting?" I says "whats the difference, you said I'd miss so put your money up loudmouth." He didn't say anything back immediately but a little later during the game (which I was still shooting in because I didn't miss) I hear him mutter something about not being proud.

That's all for now but I'm going to start blogging again, hopefully a couple times a week so all the people who been hating on me for not blogging can SHUT THE FUCK UP! Just kidding.