Our pool table is in the "Dog Room" (ok, it's the old 2-car garage the previous owner closed in...) In the summertime it is HOT and smells like dog. In the wintertime it is COLD and smells like dog. Enticing, eh? LOL But at least in the winter you can plug in a heater (or put on a sweat shirt) and spray a little Febreeze... In the summer, it's just miserable.
So... we only clear all the junk off in the fall.
Yesterday Kyle did the honors. (And bleached the floor so it smells like BLEACH flavored dog...) We played our first few games last night. Now, mind you, we didn't even play once last winter, so it's been awhile. Rod and Jim are SHARKS. While Kyle and I are newbs who just play for the fun of it. And by the end of the season we are pretty evenly matched. (although he tends to be better than me, but sometimes I amaze us all with a FANTASTIC (accidental) shot...)
He won the first game. Easily. (Like all my balls were still on the table except the 2 he accidentally hit in FOR me...) He won the 2nd game. Then he lost the 3rd game (I didn't "win" he hit the 8 ball in accidentally...) Then I WON the 4th game!!!!! I hit my last ball in the pocket! Then I hit the 8 ball in the pocket! On PURPOSE! And then the
(stupid) white ball bounced off the wall, careened across the table, and plopped right in the opposite pocket. And I lost the game. Sheesh.
Let the season begin!
UPDATE:
The guys dropped their load of HAND GRANADES and ROCKET LAUNCHERS, picked up a much more innocent load in Chicago, and are heading HOME! Should be in Orlando between 2 and 4 tomorrow morning and then it's MALABAR! Can't wait to see them!
