I once asked John Higgins what he did when his game started to fade in a match, he said "pray" as he said it he had a smile on his face!
Well, I'd like to know what you guys do when your game starts to go off? Not only this, but I have realised on such occasions it's not only my own game that goes down the pan. It's also the question of luck, what your opponent leaves when he misses, what happens when you go for canons (splitting colours from reds and so forth).
We had our yearly club tournement at the weekend, and not only did I play terribly, but also what ever happened I was left nothing time and time and time again. For example, my opponent tried to pot the pink into the middle pocket and split the remaining 6 reds. He succeeded in splitting the reds, but the pink hit the upper jaw sending the pink towards the reds and the white. This went through a gap in the reds (about a quater of an inch bigger than the cueball) knocking the white about 2 inches further up the table. The white went from being in a position where all 6 reds were pottable, to being in a position were nothing would pot and to play safe was difficult to say the least. LOL Things like this went on all day, no matter how much I tried I just couldn't get on the right footing!
I can laugh about it now, but on days like this tears are more fitting!
So what do you do on days like this?
Thanks,
Brian.
Well, I'd like to know what you guys do when your game starts to go off? Not only this, but I have realised on such occasions it's not only my own game that goes down the pan. It's also the question of luck, what your opponent leaves when he misses, what happens when you go for canons (splitting colours from reds and so forth).
We had our yearly club tournement at the weekend, and not only did I play terribly, but also what ever happened I was left nothing time and time and time again. For example, my opponent tried to pot the pink into the middle pocket and split the remaining 6 reds. He succeeded in splitting the reds, but the pink hit the upper jaw sending the pink towards the reds and the white. This went through a gap in the reds (about a quater of an inch bigger than the cueball) knocking the white about 2 inches further up the table. The white went from being in a position where all 6 reds were pottable, to being in a position were nothing would pot and to play safe was difficult to say the least. LOL Things like this went on all day, no matter how much I tried I just couldn't get on the right footing!
I can laugh about it now, but on days like this tears are more fitting!
So what do you do on days like this?
Thanks,
Brian.
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