Last night on television they were showing the King of the Hill 8-ball Classic Shootout. It was a pool tournament included some of the best players, both male and female, in the world and featured a grand prize of one million dollars. The tournament was in a round robin format but for me what made it cool was rather than 9-ball (which all the major US tournmaments seemed to be these days) the game was 8-ball just like you play at the bar ! This made the game very difficult for these world class players because they had to adjust not only to the style of play in 8-ball (a completely different game than 9-ball) but they also had to adjust for the fact that they was less certainly as to how their opponents would respond to a particular situation. This goes part of the way toward explaining why I logged off of America’s Army and just watched this thing for about three hours straight.

Not only did the players have to contend with the unusual format of play, they also had to deal with the fact that men and women were being put together in a world class tournament. This was a must-see for me as I’ve watched countless hours of the Irish Invader Karen Corr going up against The Duchess of Doom Allison Fisher, and I’ve seen billions of hours of Fransisco Bustamante going to head-to-head with Effren Reyes but I’ve never had an opportunity to see the men and the women play each other. I was not dissapointed. At one point one of the commentators (pool legend Mike Sigel) got his prediction of mens’ dominance thrown back at him when Karen Corr pwn3d the 1990s male player of the decade Jonny Archer in convincing fashion leaving the man muttering to himself and walking away from the cameraman in a hurry.

The thing that made it so funny is that those dudes, of all people, ought to know that at that level the difference between the mens’ and womens’ games are (after the break where men have a slight power advantage), almost indistinguishable. Hey jackass, this isn’t face-punching, navigation, or pee-writing where men have a decided advantage, this is pool and it is therefore any man’s game, even if that man happens to have a vagina!

I speak lightly but I have the ultimate respect for this game and the people who play it. One of my perennial opponents is Nice Rack and when we play we are both trying our best to stomp each others guts out. The only time gender ever enters into it is when I get a shot at the 8-ball and she shakes her boobs over the shot, but other than that it is all the same. I love competition, I love pool, I love an open table, and I love a nice rack. Get ’em in!!!

14 Responses to “Pool”

  1. Phelps says:

    How did Boomhauer do?

  2. Nice Rack says:

    Karen Corr spends her time practicing in tournaments against men, so you know she’s always ready for anything. Speaking of nice racks, you wanna go shoot a few tonight?

  3. Nice Rack says:

    I meant pool, not shooting on mine

  4. mexi says:

    Haha, I knew that!!!!

  5. guy in the UNLV Jacket says:

    Phelps stole my joke!! 1

  6. Mexioggue says:

    Dangit you guys, it really IS called King of the Hill. SEE?

  7. Dale says:

    Anyone who shoots pool that well must be an undercover government agent, trying to take away my rights

  8. Nice Rack says:

    you never answered my question

  9. mexi says:

    A SMILE MEANS YES!!! Plus that’s why I blogged about pool today, to get your attention.

  10. Nice Rack says:

    Ok, KK isn’t in town so where do you want to go?

  11. mexi says:

    I will call you about 7:03 pm. (and 26 seconds)

  12. Nice Rack says:

    ok then 007

  13. Brian says:

    Dude, I’ll tell you what got me! When Hawaiian billiards legend Cumon-aye-wanna-lay-u Biyach DESTROYED his longtime nemesis and gender inequal Geena Wishshehaddadick with the shot of the century. Could you believe that he pinned her and shot his two balls ever so softly with his expertly chalked cue into the slot that she apparently left open as a defensive counter-attack? I mean really…she HAD to see that one COMING.

    …I hate this sport and how it forces me to make cheap and obvious sexual innuendoes. And you wonder why I only come onto your site every so often (SEE! I just did it again, and didn’t even mean it!)

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