simont | (no subject)

Last night's pub trip almost didn't materialise, as a result of nobody having made a decision about which pub to go to until it was nearly too late. I went along to the pub we selected, and went straight home again because nobody was there. An hour later I got a phone call from said pub, where people had eventually turned up after all, so I went back there and lost at pool to Mobbsy.

Pool is weird after having played a lot of snooker. On the one hand, it ought to be so much easier just because the table is smaller; but on the other hand, the pockets are smaller too so it's not that much easier, and also the tactics are totally different. I certainly played a lot better than I did the last time I played pool; but I still just about lost. Right at the end of the game I was betrayed by a too-close wall not giving me enough room to extend the cue fully, which might have swung the game if it hadn't happened, but I'm not sure. Ah well.

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I've never been any good at snooker, but I became a passable pool player while at Chemistry; I much prefer pool, because unless you're in danger of winning imminently, there's always _something_ you can have a crack at.

Of course, bar billiards is the true prince of such games.