Monday, December 10, 2012
Exercise 7
In the back of a dimly lit cigar bar, the sound of the New Orleans Saints is barely audible over the cries of countless people ooh-ing and ah-ing. People sit and draw up clouds of heavy smoke as the disappointment over the game ebbs and flows, we know that the home team is under the gun, and a win seems very unlikely. The only other recognizable noise is the clink and clank of pool balls banking off rails and rolling down tracks back into the pool table housing. As two gentleman continually run the pool table like it's their job, a challenger throws his quarters down and takes his place at the table. Long shots bounce off the table and into the pockets, as the crowd moans and groans. The game looks to be over, a bang from the pool table rings and the crowd sighs and hollers. somebody shouts out, "Ok, everybody go home now." It's all over, football is done for the night, six picks and a few plays later, it's finished. Two men shake hands, the challenger has won, and a loss is notched for the home team.
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