Ouch and That Felt Really Good...

As I reported last week, my 8-ball tournament handicap went up to being a 12. This is the highest handicap for anyone playing so far and ended up being my demise. I had to spot players that are very good and ended up getting put out by a very poor player. I had to spot him 15 points and got beat 27 to 30... Ouch...

I could have won again - and should have, but my concentration just wasn't there. At this point, my 'issue' is my 'mental game'. I got to a point that I didn't think I could do it, and guess what - I didn't.

But, on the good news side, we started our new 9-ball league last night. I am playing with Storm and Steve again. We were playing against one of the better teams in the league and we beat them hard. The final score was 16 to 2. Both Storm and Steve won 5 of their 6 games and I ended up winning all 6 of my games. We shouldn't have done so well, but last night was one of those times when our team got all the breaks and luck our way. That felt really good...