Back to where it all began - Tropical. It was in these tables where we first learned about the game of pool. The speed of the cloth is a lot slower here and the environment isn't that good anymore but it has this home court feeling for us.
Anyway, I took game 4: 10-8. Again it was an ugle game filled with missed easy pots, 9 balls rattling the jaws and out of control breaks and jumps. In the end it was just luck. Could have gone either way.
But who cares? I won. :p Game 5 will be in Eastwood sometime next week. I hope I could finish off this best of seven series.
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