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β€’ 2013 Majors

CSI POOL
BCAPL National 8-Ball Championships
Rio All-Suite Las Vegas Hotel and Casino
Las Vegas, NV
first time at the Rio (adios Riviera) and things get epic
 
INDEPENDENT EVENT
Hard Times 10-Ball Open
Hard Times Billiards
Bellflower, CA
just a lil pre-Vegas warm up tournament
 
INDEPENDENT EVENT
West Coast Challenge
$4,000 added One Pocket
$10,000 added 10-Ball
California Billiard Club
Mountain View, CA
last event at this location before they close (sadface)
 
INDEPENDENT EVENT
Cole Dickson Memorial 9-Ball
Family Billiards
San Francisco, CA
for legendary road player Cole Dickson
 
INDEPENDENT EVENT
Pots 'N' Pans Memorial 9-Ball
Pool Sharks
Las Vegas, NV
celebrating hustler Bernard Rogoff, better known as "Pots 'N' Pans"
 
THE ACTION REPORT
TAR35 | Dennis Orcollo vs Shane Van Boening
TAR Studio
Las Vegas, NV
second and third days
 
THE ACTION REPORT
TAR33 | Francisco Bustamante vs Alex Pagulayan
TAR Studio
Las Vegas, NV
second (1P) and part of third (10B) day
 
THE ACTION REPORT
TAR32 | Ronnie Alcano vs Jayson Shaw
TAR Studio
Las Vegas, NV
GREAT match • Andy Mercer Memorial 9-Ball Tournament coverage
 
INDEPENDENT EVENT
Chet Itow Memorial 9-Ball
California Billiards Club
Mountain View, CA
drank too much to do good coverage, but here it is, anyway
 
CSI POOL
Jay Swanson Memorial 9-Ball
Hard Times Billiards
Bellflower, CA
let Robocop show you how to run a six-pack, Citizen
 
THE ACTION REPORT
TAR31 | Mike Dechaine vs Shane Van Boening
TAR Studio
Las Vegas, NV
ALL HAIL THE HOVERCAT
 
THE ACTION REPORT
TAR30 | Darren Appleton vs Shane Van Boening
TAR Studio
Las Vegas, NV
the boys are back in town
 
 
10+1 INTERVIEWS
Β» Huidji See
Β» Donny Mills
 
 
EVERYBODY WAS KUNG-FU FIGHTING
the best kind of New Year's Sandwich
that's not okay
 
 
READER'S CHOICE
you know that I'm no good
on being a reasonable human being with realistic expectations
 
instasham series
stories from the distant and slightly-less-distant past
 
the only people for me are the mad ones
questions, tournaments, bets, running 26.2 miles

β€’ LINKY LINKS

PARTY ANIMALS
The Action Report
purveyor of fine challenge matches between highly-skilled players of note
 
PUBLICATION
Cue Times Billiard News
Colorado's best resource for all things pool-related
 
CASE
Jack Justis Cases
the choice of champions
 
CUE
Sugartree Customs
made by Eric "Slower Than Snails" Crisp, if and when he feels like it
 
CUE
Tucker Cue Works
"If you feel the need to ask me how your cue is progressing every week then maybe there is a better choice of cuemakers out there for you."
 
MEAT
Kurzweils' Country Meats
yes, meat

109

 

4th Annual Chet Itow Memorial

Chew Itow was the founder of my favorite pool room of all time, the California Billiard Club. He died of cancer back in 2009 and a memorial tournament in held in his honor each year. The game is nine-ball and the races are to eight on both sides.

 

they both snore

My little road crew started out late (duh, we’re pool players). We oohed and aahed over the snow we saw on the way up. Living in eternal sunshine can get a little boring so moments like these are picture-worthy for us.

Snow! (Hey-oh)

OMG SNO

 

Almond trees in bloom in the Central Valley.

whooooshed by, but still so pretty

 

they both snore Unspoken, but generally acknowledged rule of road trips: Those most likely to cash get to sleep on the way to the tournament.
Also: Those who cannot drive get to sleep on the way to the tournament. Because we all want to live.

We went to visit my mother and brother (that’s right, even bitches like me got family ‘n’ sh#t). After a yummy home-cooked dinner, we headed back to the pool room to see what was up.

I ran into a good number of people who had been recently entertained by my writings about — HOVERCAT. Then I ran into a number of people who liked to drink. Some of these drinkers had also been entertained by Hovercat. Beers were bought for me. I’m usually very good about NOT drinking before a tournament, but this was a once-in-a-Blue-Moon moment where I was not very good.

 

 

they both snore

Uh. I don’t remember much about this day because I had the remnants of a sPEctAcULaR hangover for most of the first half. I somehow blundered through the brackets and when I wasn’t sh#tting out, I was trying to rehydrate and popping aspirin. No cool pictures or stories for this day.

 

 

they both snore

Having learned my lesson, I returned to my usual pool-nerdiness and woke up early, had a light breakfast, and arrived at the pool room at 9:50 a.m., ten minutes before it was supposed to open. One of the waitresses, Amber, was there as well. She told me the room wasn’t supposed to open until 10:30 a.m. — did I want to go get coffee? Sure, why not. She drove the both of us to Starbucks and by the time we got back, the room was open.

If any of you are lucky enough to have Amber as a waitress, tip her extra for being super-nice. πŸ™‚

 

This is *just* the tournament/serious players’ side of California Billiard Club. There’s another section with more Gold Crowns and a section with bar tables as well.

BEST TOURNAMENT SIDE OF ROOM EVARRRR!!!!

This is what my idea of heaven would be. πŸ™‚

 

I sh#t out one more time before reality kicked in and my two losses were 8-2 and 8-0. After an appropriate period of mourning and running away from well-meaning pity vultures, I turned my attention back to the tournament as a spectator.

 

One of the most exciting finishes to a match happened on the B-side matchup of Ronnie Alcano and Jayson Shaw. I caught the latter half of the match and according to other spectators, the match had been hill-hill the whole way, with neither player taking more than a one-game lead over the other.

After the break in the hill game, the 9-ball rolled very close to the bottom left corner pocket. Both players took a crack at making the 9-ball on caroms. Alcano seemed to get the first solid opportunity, with an open shot on the 1-ball into the side and a one-rail carom into the 9-ball. He made the 1-ball, but missed the carom on the 9-ball. He was hooked on the 2-ball which was uptable, by the upper right side rail.

Mr. Aloha Kurt Kobayashi and I and all the spectators had been on our feet, food, drink, cigarettes, and significant others forgotten, saying nothing but “WHOA!” “HOLY CRAP!” “!@&$” for the last few shots and this one elicited the biggest groan so far.

Mr. Alcano shot rail-first and made the 2-ball (more “!@&$” from the audience) spinning the cue ball across the table to line up on the 3-ball which was facing the bottom left corner pocket — where the 9-ball sat, waiting for the inevitable (“!@&$”).

Mr. Alcano lined up the combination — and rattled it, leaving the 3-ball sitting in the pocket and the 9-ball pushed off to side.

“WHOA!” “HOLY CRAP!” “!@&$”

Mr. Shaw ran out and thus avenged his first-round loss to Mr. Alcano.

Mr. Alcano discusses the shot with some spectators.
Mr. Alcano discusses the shot with his fellow Filipino players, most notably Francisco Bustamante (in dapper pink polo) and Warren Kiamco.

 

I did not stay until the end because my crew and I had to get back home in order to resume our usual, less exciting lives on Monday. The top eight finishers of the tournament and their hard-earned jellybeans are:

1st Francisco Bustamante $2,500
2nd Jayson Shaw 1,600
3rd Rodney Morris 1,000
4th Amar Kang 700
5th/6th Stevie Moore 450
George Pagulayan 450
7th/8th Bobby Alexander 300
Santos Sambajon, Jr. 300

I heard the final match was excellent, with Mr. Bustamante running a six-pack to win the first set (it was true double-elimination), 8-4.

 

 

sometimes, that’s just how it goes

I am thankful for all the support I had from people regarding my unexpected finish in this tournament. Those who know me and understand what I do in order to compete were happy to see my investment pay a dividend here. I did, however, have to field some interesting questions/statements/incidents from the usual well-meaning and sometimes clueless peeps. This is what I signed up for when I decided pool was the life for me.

 

they both snore
You won two matches? Easy draw, eh?
Yes.
Whoa! How lucky are YOU today?
Lucky enough to be healthy enough to play pool — so I’m this lucky almost every day.
Wow, you get a new cue? Is that why you’re playing better?
No. I got a new arm.
No one expected YOU to get this far.
Thanks for the support.
Seriously, what are you doing different for your game these days?
Drinking too much the night before a tournament really brings out the best in my game.

 

they both snore
You shouldn’t be mad about losing to Stevie Moore.
Losing always sucks, regardless of whom I lose to.
You’d better get used to losing.
No. I won’t. Because if one gets used to losing, one becomes a loser, no?
“Oh, sweetheart… come here!” [dude I DO NOT KNOW tries for a hug]
F#ck this sh#t! [flees to women’s restroom to hide for next 20 minutes from well-meaning pity vultures]
How does someone like you get this far in the tournament?!
Sometimes, that’s just how it goes.

 

In addition, I had a guy follow me around the first day who kept telling me not to be afraid. Now, he might have been drunk, but I swear he made it his mission to try and get me to admit that I was afraid. Afraid of what? I asked him this and he said, oh, you know — you’re playing with all these professionals and you’re not a professional. You may not think you belong, but just do your best, blah blah blah.

All right, foolios. Not all girls who play pool need your sh#tty peptalks that do nothing but reinforce that we are not good enough to be where we are. Let me lay it out for everyone who wanted to know why I played better than usual in this tournament: it was because I got a ride to the tournament.

If I had traveled in my usual manner to this tournament, I would have taken a two-hour city bus ride from my home to the Greyhound station. Assuming I did not get robbed or beaten on my way to the Greyhound station, I would have stayed awake the entire seven-hour trip up to San Jose, because a Greyhound bus might be just as dangerous as Skid Row, depending on who is riding. After arriving at 6:30 a.m., I would have taken a city bus to Mountain View. Once in Mountain View, I would have checked into the hotel, washed up, napped if I had time, and then gone directly to the pool room.

Not having to do all that allowed me to be in good condition for this tournament.

Regarding whether or not I was “afraid” or felt I did not “belong” in this tournament: there are many more things in life to be afraid of than losing a pool tournament. I belonged in this tournament, just like the other 108 players belonged in this tournament, because I paid the entry fee. Every paid player had a right to be there — regardless of skill level — and every paid player had a right to win, regardless of who actually won.

 

t h a n k s dog tired of doggin' it
EMCA | J&JNCA | Daniel Busch & POV Pool | Chris Swart and Amber of California Billiard Club, my favoritest pool room of all time!
first time hello & hello again
all of you

 

 

TAR32 | Ronnie Alcano vs Jayson Shaw
this should be interesting…

I have heard much about these two matching up but have not seen the action in person. In any case, these two players on TAR’s table with the 4-1/2″ pockets will be a nice change of pace from the usual Shane du jour.

neither of these guys is Shane Van Boening... whee!

 

 

a reading link
just gonna leave this riiiight here

Here is an in-depth profile of Mike Dechaine by Real Live Journalist (i.e., not some random sh#ttalking blogger from the Intarwebs) David Scharfenberg from The Boston Phoenix.

Enjoy.

 

Β« JANUARY 16, 2013 Β»
Mike Dechaine shoots for Number One
“The old me would’ve snapped,” Dechaine says later, “probably thrown a cue ball at them. But I can’t do anything, now. I have to sit back, take a deep breath.”

 

 

the rain in spain falls mainly on the plain

19 comments to 109

  • You’re getting better, you’re playing better, you’re finishing higher! That’s what counts! Great seeing you and meeting your brother. See you at the next one!

  • Congrats on going 2 and 2 in a strong field!

    I remember the first time I placed in the money at the State 9 Ball tournament, someone asked me how. I said, “The law of averages isn’t just a good idea, it’s the law.” In your case, it’s diligence in practice and heart. Good job!

    • Adhesive Remover

      No, it’s the beer. πŸ˜‰

      • Heath

        Just last week I had someone say to me (and I took it as a compliment as I am sure that is how it was intended)… “Hey Heath, I heard you been playing pretty good recently”. I could only assume this was in regards to a 5/6th finish in a strong local tourney here. My immediate response was “Who lied to you?”

        • Adhesive Remover

          Ha, yes. When people tell me I must be lucky to make it so far, that someone like me should never place that high — I agree with them. It effectively ends the conversation. And who gives a shit what they think — they’re not the ones playing.

  • Angie

    Congrats on your finish!!

  • Good effort at your homeroom. Last I remember, there are some shimmed pockets there?

    Stick to bottled or canned beer and stay away from mixed drinks that might be spiked…remember?

    • Adhesive Remover

      I think two or three of the tables in the tournament area are 4″ and the rest maybe 4-1/4″. And yes… getting roofied back in ’10 was a memorable time. πŸ™‚ This was draft beer… and I trust the people I was with.

  • Heath

    Good shooting! That is a tough tourney.

    I cant believe some people actually come up and say some of that shit too you. Unreal. I mean, I wouldn’t say shit like that to anyone regardless if I read their blog that basically warns me not to say shit like that to said person.

    • Adhesive Remover

      This blog is still unread by many. πŸ™‚ I know people mean well, but sometimes, it just comes across in less-than-pleasant ways. I dealt well with most of it, since it came from ignorance and not malice. People often project on to others — I can only assume the guy who followed me around telling me not to be afraid would likely be afraid if he were in the tournament.

  • purpdrag

    Greetings from the east coast. I also am shocked that so many different people would make such annoying comments. Argh!

    9-12 is an excellent finish in that field. We always want to do better, but cashing is gooood. I can’t piece it together from your narrative and couldn’t find actual tournament brackets, but I’m guessing you went at least 4-2 to make it that far, not just 2-2 as Brian in VA guessed. Keep it up.

    Oh … Stevie Moore is one of my favorites, but I still would have been pulling for you to win had I been there. Wish I could find the full brackets so I could see who you beat and who else you lost to.

    • Adhesive Remover

      I lost to Stevie Moore on the winner’s side and Amar Kang on the loser’s side. Outscored 16-2 in both matches. That just means I have more work to do. πŸ™‚

      I did not have wins over any “big name” players. To get that far in a field of champions, yes, you do have to be in possession of a horseshoe pulled out of (and sufficiently disinfected) a leprechaun’s ass. The general consensus is I had the softest draw in the tournament. The other consensus is I shit out every match. Both are true. I think the pool gods let me get that far in the tournament just to piss off the other players.

      People make comments because — I don’t know. Maybe they are dissatisfied with their own performance and see that, with a draw like mine, they could have done better. I understand this kind of frustration so I was generally pretty good with my responses.

  • Pool Minnow

    You could have run a six pack in every match, and people would have said the same thing.

  • Rich R.

    You never cease to surprise me. In this case, it surprised me that some strange guy could start a sentence with “Oh, sweetheart…” and still be conscious enough to finish the sentence. πŸ™‚

    Congrats on a good tournament.