Grew up with a billiard table in the basement. Some days I was pretty good and other days I sucked. I don't think a i cared enough to stay focused. I had a buddy who really liked to play and would play at the pool hall and some tournaments. He was always wanting to play pool in the basement and I would be like "dude there are no chicks in the basement so let's get out of here." We were out one night and as we returned to my house he wanted to shoot a game. We put $2.00 on it. I picked up a broom and flipped it around to use as a cue. I ran the table, tossed the broom on the table and picked up my $2.00. I told him that was the last time I'll ever play you at pool.
Beat his ass with a broom handle