Wednesday, November 09, 2005

As Close To A Proffessional Game As You Can Get!

There was a slight shiver in the evening air as we made our way to the bar for the first night of the playoffs. We have four players on our team but only three of us were present. It was a race to nine and that's it. Repeated calls to our fourth player was to no availe, we were already down four games before we even began the night. My game can't be counted on, our top player had just flown in from Seattle and was discomeboomerated from the flight. I forgot to bring a score sheet,so while I ran home, we began play and was marking it down on a cocktail napkin. The other player who has almost had as bad a season as mine was sinking everything in sight. 7:30P.M. Play begins- We win first match. The mood is positive, we're charged up. 10:30 We are tied at 8 All. The player who was sinking everything had tied the score , we felt it only fitting that he continue and go for the "Holy Grail". 11 P.M. the two of them lagg for break, even that was real close, so our Man was a Gentleman and he offers to rack. The other player breaks and comes within the smallest know fraction from sinking the eight ball on the break. The eight ball is hanging over the edge of the side pocket throughtout the whole game. One miscalcualted stroke could render either team out of the playoffs. Our guy would shoot make a pocket then miss. Their guy shoots makes a pocket then a miss. 11:55 time is standing still now, it's like in very slow motion , all were quiet, they both have only one ball to pocket and then on to the eight ball. However, they have locked each other up on the left corner pocket. The only play is a L O N G S H O T from the top of the table to the center dot and back up, (looks like a "V"), first their guy tries it's a legal hit but doesn't break his ball out, our man tries same thing, hits but the stripe refuses to break free from the solid. 11:57 they do it again the two ball dislodges itself from off the rail. The play goes back to our guy. He chalks, he breathes, lines his shot up the cue ball is rolling with such a determined force it strikes the 14 ball and kicks itself into the pocket. The other team gets ball in hand on the 2 ball . Their player puts stop on it the 2 goes in leaving the cue ball slightly to the side of the eight who has been residing in that side pocket the whole game. 12Midnight, the eight ball is pocketed and they advance to the second round of the playoffs. The other team earned their right to advance to the next level. Our Guy went 4-0 last night his first 4-0. We were so Proud of him, he kept focused even when the pressured was up to "Whoopie". We let him play his game, we sat still and stayed by the table for support as if he needed any! After the game we did shots of tequila and with a Rebel yell we made a pact to return next season as a Team.

4 comments:

JM said...

Tequila is the best way to end any evening, or even start the morning.

Anonymous said...

Thank you for stopping by to leave the condolences.

Mickity said...

You should be a sports reporter....good play-by-play :-)

Susan said...

Not a sports fan and haven't had a drink since summer. At least you had fun.