I Suck At Billiards

saturday night was my big showdown... my billiards competition against my friend (hot amy). for anyone who knows me, i suck at billiards.

hot amy and i have been having competitions for some time. it all started way back when i opened a can of whoop ass on her in our tennis competition. i had never played organized tennis but i was pretty confident that i could beat hot amy who took lessons and did play organized tennis. needless to say, we have been competing against each other ever since... and each time has ended with the same result... hot amy horribly losing. (someone, after all, has to keep hot amy's ego in check. i don't want her "hot" moniker to go to her head.)

so the latest competition involved billiards. the last time i played billiards was in ireland of last year when all of us were at a bar in killarney. i was horrible then too, which i'm sure hot amy can attest to. (i almost lost to her in darts too in ireland, but that's a different story.)

anyway, knowing my prowess in billiards, hot amy and i decided to have a competition where the winner would get a mac 'n cheese meal. even though i was more than happy to make mac 'n cheese from scratch... despite hot amy's warnings about how difficult it was to do, i was okay with letting hot amy make mac 'n cheese from a box. i wouldn't want her to sweat too much... (hot amy doesn't like to sweat.)

well, things got a little more complicated after that. hot amy soon recruited my friend (carlos) to champion her cause in billiards against me. carlos happily obliged so long as he got a steak dinner, sweet potato fries, and ice cream for winning. (and they say chivalry is dead...) i was still willing to take on the challenge... after all, who can resist a free meal?

so, the convoluted billiards challenge was set. i would compete against carlos in a game of billiards where... if i won, i would get a mac 'n cheese dinner from a box complements of hot amy; and if carlos won, carlos would get a steak dinner complements of hot amy and hot amy would get a homemade mac 'n cheese dinner complements of me. yes, the wager is very confusing. i think i also got the short end of the stick too because my mac 'n cheese from the box reward sure doesn't seem so appealing compared to the steak dinner.

anyway, on saturday... after meeting jen's friend (david) from england... who is very nice by the way... all of us went to f1 racing in braintree and played out the billiards challenge.

(pictured below is carlos playing billiards.)


well... i think hot amy put it best when she asked me... "where did you pull that one out of?" as it turned out, i ended up winning the game... if i could have done the tom cruise staring back at the camera with the smile on the face and sinking the 8-ball without looking like in the color of money movie, i would have. although... in this case, i would have been grinning at hot amy and sinking the 8-ball without looking, reveling in the joy that hot amy lost yet another challenge.

and to show that i'm not totally heartless and cruel when it comes to reveling in hot amy's genetic disposition for failure, i got her a pineapple martini to drown out her sorrows. i would have gotten her another, but she couldn't handle more than one martini... (aka. cheap date). afterwards, all of us hung around... played some darts... and went to j.j. mulligans for dinner. all in all, it was a fun night.

i can taste the mac 'n cheese from the box right now...