I’ve always loved pool—not because I’m the best at it, but because it reminds me who I am under pressure. You can line up the shot, calculate the angle, breathe, and still miss. The table humbles everyone eventually.
In pool, like life, you can’t control the bounce. You can control your cue. Grip too tightly and you throw off your aim. The trick is focused, but relaxed: confidence without control.
Some nights every shot falls. Other nights I can’t hit a damn thing. I still show up and take my turn. It isn’t about being the best in the room. It is about staying in the game long enough to get better.