regular season for my pool league is over, and it's playoff time...that is, FOR THE TOP 14 TEAMS IN THE LEAGUE. the bottom ranked teams have the honor of playing in a losers tournament, the winner of which gets the wild-card slot in the playoffs. at the end of a disappointing season, my team was ranked #17...out of 18. i'm proud to say that i played a hand in making it happen.
i didn't go to practice, i never did master bottom shots, and "where is my drink ticket? is the food here yet?! can i bum a cigarette?" i probably only ended up winning about 30% of my games. the thing is, for a team that only formed 6 months ago, we played incredibly well. we never gave up. we had excellent sportsmanship. we were always laid-back and fun. we could win games; we just couldn't seem to win the match. some say our collective affinity for whiskey may have had something to do with it...so when it came time for the losers tournament yesterday, i figured we'd just go out there and do what we do best-- drink and have a good time. hey, we've got heart. apparently, this time, it was enough. WE'RE GOING TO THE PLAY-OFFS!