13 March 2013
#acrostic (Pot Black)
Pint of bitter if you please One for yourself, my sweet Louise Thanks..and could I have a pie?
Beef and Onion tempts the eye Let me know, love, when it's ready And I'd better take a pint for Freddy Can't believe I missed that pink.... Kevin mate!! D'you want a drink? ____________ A typical evening at Southampton's Pot Black snooker club which during much of the 80's and 90's was my home from home. Louise: A beautiful young barmaid-come-cook whose dark, Latin looks ensured she had more than her fair share of male admirers. Kevin: A member of our snooker team whose long potting was legendary. Freddy: Actually, just Fred, (a bit of Poetic Licence used here) who literally had no neck. This led to the strangest looking stance I've ever seen in snooker. He would stand square-on to the table, bend both knees, have his cueing arm at about 45 degrees, and his chin about 10 inches above the cue! Many times I've seen members of the opposition smile at each other when he positioned himself at the table. They weren't smiling 10 minutes later though after he'd knocked a century break into them! Incredible player.
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