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Betting can be fun
This was supposed to be just another night out with the guys. Where you go out, shoot some pool, drink some beer, and have a good time.
We normally go out to the same bar, where they have about 30 tables and a lot of people, loud music, and some pretty good eye candy. This night was no exception. The music was loud, the drinks were flowing, lots of skin to be seen.
I am not a pool shark by any means, and no one in my circle of friends is either, but I can hold my own with just about anyone. We were playing a game that I was on the 8-ball, and I was caught behind a group of other balls with no direct line of sight. I knew I had to “kick” at the 8 from behind. I got a little cocky and called a pocket, even though my chances were pretty slim. Then I heard the voice behind me.


















