The Game of My Life

Well, that might be overstating it a bit, but it was the game that had the most riding on the outcome.

My pool team played in the city championship tournament this weekend. In the second round, the team was up against elimination. The match was tied 2-2. The winner of the next set of games would move on to the simi-finals and the loser would go home. Because of handicaping rules of the league, I was the only player left. To make the story short and sweet, I played some of the best pool of my life and got the win.

The team went on to win the trounament and the free vacation. Now we have to decide where we want to go, but an all-inclusive week in Aruba is a possibility.

I did have one surreal moment on my way home after my big game. I was proud of myself for hitting the last two shots of the match by telling myself that I can handle the pressure and that "this is your moment." Then I couldn't remember one very important point. Did I call my last 8-ball shot? Yikes!

Pictures to follow.