Snooker time!
I think I have rub this to everyones face since 2020 world championships but.... Man I love this sport, even it makes me over eat, chainsmoke and maybe alcoholic.
Alongside of SPN (thank you guys seriously) snooker is maybe the only thing what keeps my head someway OK. I've been on sick leave this week (thank god champ of champs comes on this week and german masters qualifiers next week) and there was sad news about my dad also this week. I'm just so done anyway.
Last weekend I went for "high altitude snooker camp" with my sister who loves the sport too. Took hours to find even one public table from this damn part of the world. I got my own cue (it's so freaking sweet!) so of course test drive for it was important. But playing snooker kinda made me understand why pro players have maybe born with the cue in their hands and head to the table. It's freakig hard sport! Also I promised myself I won't scream to the tv when Neil Robertson misses easy pots 😂 I'm emotionally invested in this!
And under here is proof how bad my rest game is and I might need about 10000 hours of practice but the most annoying thing is that the table we played is 230km from home, close ones would be under 100 meters but it's a club, you can't play there if you don't know any members or have a membership, and to have a membership you have to be good player. Sucks man. I want to play and practice but I can't.
Here is also a pretty picture from hotel where we stayed, awesome place! And also hoping Neil wins tomorrow champions of champions final🥰 and hoping Mark Allen kicks Judd Trumps ass today in the semis.
