Once a month they have a Saturday 9-ball tournament at World Class Billiards up on Route 1 in Peabody. They love me there. A couple of the organizers remember my name, even though they don't really know me. It's not because my game is memorable, or because of my winning personality. It's because I'm a source of cash.
There are some very, very good players that play in this thing. They have a token handicapping system, in which the best players are designated as "fives", and the also-rans (like me) are designated as "fours". You play head-to-head in a double elimination tournament, and against each opponent you have to win a number of games equal to your rating. That means that I have to get to four before a five gets to five, or in other words, I've got to break even (4-4) or better against them.
As I said, these guys are really good, so for me to break even against them is, shall we say, a long shot. I'd have to shoot the lights out and get really lucky with the vagaries of the table.
So far it hasn't happened. So for now, and for the foreseeable future, I'm just pure cash to these guys. Which is OK by me. It always helps my game to play guys who are better than me, and I get a lot of good practice in. It's not a bad price for a day's outing. And besides, it's nice to be wanted...
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